tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7902613989138395508.post4812776994821026223..comments2023-06-29T02:58:10.334-05:00Comments on Magic Hands Workshop: Childhood is GROSSUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7902613989138395508.post-73547001171914406852009-01-21T18:28:00.000-06:002009-01-21T18:28:00.000-06:00It is getting kind of eerie how much we think alik...It is getting kind of eerie how much we think alike. At the old house we had nightcrawlers in the yard, and while Doug was digging up a sprinkler line Melissa would get them and drape them over her hands. She always wanted to bring bugs in the house to show me. EEEWWW!!! I remember the tadpoles and the squishy mud and am thouroughly disgusted by it now. The girls would love to catch tadpoles, but Pat isn't here to do it with them and I am certainly not doing it.sisterofmagichandshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12014431324012655760noreply@blogger.com