ToBeFree
Every time I look at our baby boy, I am reminded of how much I don't want to do this.
Every time I look at our baby boy, I am reminded of how much I don't want to do this.
Because my 8th grade teacher thought I was lying to him about my name I made my one and only visit to the pricipals office to explain that, "Yes, my name is Steveie and, no, I'm not a boy".
The skinny kitchen boy is utterly regal in that peacock blue bandanna.