* I was getting trash together tonight, because it's trash night, and Nixon says to me: Mommy, I'll help! But first, close the door, it's cold and my toes are icy.
* Nixon got to talk to his Nana on the phone tonight. He was excited, until he said all he wanted too, then he said his goodbye and handed the phone back to me...while Nana was still talking to him.
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still on his bed every night.... |
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