This is Missy. Her mom is Molly McIver. She is the sweetest pet ever. She is always a good listener and a sweet friend. She is always ready for a kiss and a hug. She loves for me to come outside and play. Of course, she is shedding now and insists on sitting in my favorite chair on my back porch. Yes, the paint is wearing off of the concrete floor.
Just hush... I once was young and stupid and thought it would be cool to paint the durn porch floor.......hush ....stop laughing..... Little did I know that you have to do it every year. So I stayed stupid and got older. No more painting the porch. Now it looks like this. Too bad. I love it and I don't have to paint it because ....I don't want to. Missy is 4 years old. She is loyal and NEVER tells anyone the secrets that I tell her!
She doesn't even care if I write about her on my blog.
Ken says his blog has to come off. Okay. He can do it. Heheheh. He'll have to figure out how to do it. 
Maybe he'll get in on the blogging, right Jenn......!!!
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Viki - I truly am enjoying reading this blog. The boys MUST teach LG the rest of the song...Now that I have assured Scott that Children and Family Services will not be knocking on our door despite blips you have put in our child's head!!!
Ken, I mean Mr. Bozeman, you must comment - it means so much to have umpteen dozen comments and know that someone is interested in your life - even though I need umpteen dozen comments to make me feel good about myself because of the only child syndrome. See, here I go with the Kerouacian running off at the mouth...
Well, it makes my day, as much as my Joel Osteen emails, to come home from walking with our 2nd grade pals at 6 a.m. and read about OPP (other people's problems.) That's a term Zack and Nick probably love....
Happy Friday - hello St. Simons!
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