tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498118493889888213.post1257664920272802700..comments2023-11-02T09:11:32.311-04:00Comments on the dawn of an older age: dawnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07575664273007508690noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498118493889888213.post-91106294451233941932008-08-12T16:04:00.000-04:002008-08-12T16:04:00.000-04:00This reminds me of when I gave PBK a lipgloss when...This reminds me of when I gave PBK a lipgloss when she was around 12. It was supposed to be "clove tea" flavored and I noticed her smelling it and inhaling deeply. I said, "You like it?" and started to tell her what the scent was, and she said "Yeah! It smells just like baloney!" Tee-hee. . .back then the little girl in her still showed up in little bursts. Doncha miss those days?Tracyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12104195398944127416noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498118493889888213.post-57479811299994079242008-07-31T20:32:00.000-04:002008-07-31T20:32:00.000-04:00I hope that one day PB Kid will find a sister, as ...I hope that one day PB Kid will find a sister, as I did, and that she will be blessed with the comfort of old rituals and frivolous chatter. <BR/><BR/>There's something about a bag of makeup that insists you put away your cares and fully embrace being a woman.cloverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16226727300129507762noreply@blogger.com