Pensive Princess
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I was in a rush. Moms always are.It was way past bedtime and yet my boy who was suffering from throat infection held the glass in his left h...
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A simple box from where I heard sounds -- magic I thought it to be when I was little. And to me my grandmother was the magician. With sim... -
It was a sheer nightmare to dissuade my little daughter to stay away from puppies on streets. Specially when Giggly, the name which Ju...
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