Friday, November 7, 2008


After the mean step-sisters rip Cinderella's dress to shreds she runs into the garden and cries on a bench.

I glance over at my little buddy Drew, and his lip is quivering.

"Mommy, Cinderella is sad?"

"Yeah, buddy. But, wait a minute, she will get happy."

sniffle, sniffle. "Ok."

Is he the cutest sweetest little thing?

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