A good friend of my mom's came over as soon as she brought me and Karin home from the hospital. She took the footprints and then painted the tiles. The story goes that it took my mom a few days to get the ink washed off our feet. By the way, don't let the date on the tiles fool you...they are actually only thirty-nine years old...
Hey...I'm only 38!
ReplyDeleteI knew I was the older one...
ReplyDeleteJust like I weigh less than you do!
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