OliveJewel
MyPTSD Pro
Watched a video called “Do You Remember How to Skip” and started thinking of asking older men if they remember how to skip. 
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One Thing That Made You Smile Today?
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Defaultxlove
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Sons Roblox game : “the Mom room” in his yacht 
Lionheart
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I have been beating myself for some time for not being there for a friend who was going through a rough time and it finally occurred to me that I didn't know about the situation and I have let myself off of the hook. That made me smile.
OliveJewel
MyPTSD Pro
Plucked from the tree and still warm, a ripe fig that tasted like honey
OliveJewel
MyPTSD Pro
My dog playing with a moldy hard peach that he had stashed under the couch.
Friday
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When cats are perplexed.
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Lionheart
Sponsor
Remembering my best childhood memories, which I wrote about in my diary this morning. And the ladies in my life; My grandmother, my mom, and my baby sister.
Defaultxlove
MyPTSD Pro
Son heating up and claiming he will eat 28 meatballs
Friday
Moderator
C’est Moi : Oh! The paper fairy has been here!!!
Enter paper plates, paper towels, napkins..
My Mom : Paper MAN!
My Dad : (ensuring TinkerBell impression, as my mom’s eyeballs roll so far back into her head, I’m fairly certain she can see her brain)
It’s even funnier when one knows my dad is a career no-nonsense military OFFICER (who always delighted in having tea parties, and freaking out his junior enlisted at wardroom & holiday parties, by romping with their young children. Honey! No! NOT. THE. SKIPPER.
whilst my dad just snickered and was the “pony” or “pinkie out, how lovely!, tea party guest”, etc.) My dad? Is a crackup. Also, apparently? Scary as f*ck, to his subordinates. But a damn good man, with endless patience for kids. If not the people who worked for him.
Enter paper plates, paper towels, napkins..
My Mom : Paper MAN!
My Dad : (ensuring TinkerBell impression, as my mom’s eyeballs roll so far back into her head, I’m fairly certain she can see her brain)
It’s even funnier when one knows my dad is a career no-nonsense military OFFICER (who always delighted in having tea parties, and freaking out his junior enlisted at wardroom & holiday parties, by romping with their young children. Honey! No! NOT. THE. SKIPPER.
whilst my dad just snickered and was the “pony” or “pinkie out, how lovely!, tea party guest”, etc.) My dad? Is a crackup. Also, apparently? Scary as f*ck, to his subordinates. But a damn good man, with endless patience for kids. If not the people who worked for him.