Selective Childhood Simone Friday, October 26, 2007 For one magical moment, her life was just like a TV commercial Comments AnonymousOctober 26, 2007 at 10:36 AMYEah! I'm excited! More cartoons please! Puts a smile on me face :)ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyAnonymousOctober 26, 2007 at 10:42 AMOh yeah, my mom gave me a Beaver Cleaver day in fourth grade--I came home to chocolate chip cookies!!!ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyAdd commentLoad more... Post a Comment
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YEah! I'm excited! More cartoons please! Puts a smile on me face :)
ReplyDeleteOh yeah, my mom gave me a Beaver Cleaver day in fourth grade--I came home to chocolate chip cookies!!!
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