To the outside world we all grow old. But not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were. We know each other's hearts. We share private family jokes. We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys. We live outside the touch of time. ~Clara Ortega

Sunday, September 19, 2010

1 comment:

the momma-kana said...

Nice. It was really fun to have you visit. Jaed keep pointing to moms picture saying "Gwama" :)
And thanks to Kelsi's picture she has spent the past few minutes with her tongue out