Last weekend, the punk and his daddy went sledding to make up for time lost to a business trip during the week. Today, my man is investing in his retirement. It's called left-handed hitting.
My name is Chinese, but my hair is red. When I was young, the worst thing you could call me was a redhead. It was "golden," thank you very much. I am a full-time mama to the punk and the basher. I am a violinist with Strings of Elegance, a private piano teacher and math tutor, and an Assistant Director for The Gifted Music School. My violin and piano were both made in 1910, and I inherited both from different grandparents. I have an outie belly button. My man looks hot in his "old man" hats. I enjoy sushi, hot tubbing, and getting caught in the rain.
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My favorite is when you can hear Calvin's cute little voice say, "Close."
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