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Gabe-isms
The antics of a quirky, adorable, rambunctious 6 year old.
Friday, September 2, 2011
Make Up
This morning while stopped at a red light on the way to school, I was rubbing foundation into my face when this question was asked:
Gabriel: "Why do you put make up on, Mom? So your face looks normal?"
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