Friday, September 26, 2008
Here she is...the birthday girl with her cousin, the bride. She's filled our lives with joy from the moment of her birth on a sunny Friday morning in a small jungle town in South America. And like the nursery rhyme...she is loving and giving. Happy, happy birthday sweetheart!
Monday's child is fair of face
Tuesday's child is full of grace
Wednesday's child is full of woe
Thursday's child has far to go.
Friday's child is loving and giving
Saturday's child works hard for a living
But the child that is born on the Sabbath day
Is bonny and blithe and gay.
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