Opened my computer this morning to find that Myla had been typing in a word document. Heres what she wrote: Once I was a baby and I was small but BIGGER than a bee, and in a little while weston was born. I grew up to 4 years old, and then 5 years old and Weston grew up to 1 year old and then 2 years old. We all played together and we even played outside too, and we all believed in Jesus. But one day, when we were playing on our parents’ bed, Weston bit me. So he had to have a discipline.
Posted on: Mon, 22 Sep 2014 15:10:16 +0000
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