The other morning Tate requested the "Baby Bull" song.
Huh?
I turned to one of his little interpreters...Drue...but even she couldn't figure it out.
Later that morning we had a Veggie Tales CD in and when Tate heard this song he squealed excitedly.
"That's it Mommy! The Baby Bull song!".
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GARDEN OF DANDELIONS
A collection of thoughts and stories on my journey through life as a wife & mother as I try & remember to look at the "weeds" of life and see them as beautiful flowers.
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