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About Moi

I don't speak french, really.  Maybe a few words here and there (red boat, what time is it, the bird poops on my head... that kind of stuff).  I used to speak German pretty well, but even that is pretty rusty these days.  So what so I speak?  I speak MOM.  I can interpret a whine, a moan, a grunt, and I can hear them from three rooms away.  Yep, that's me.  MOM.






and wifey, of course...




And crafter.

And really... that's what I've always wanted to be.