tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427081539593560577.post8879799934273108715..comments2024-02-02T04:07:00.537-08:00Comments on The Perfectly Imperfect Life: Mommy’s Piggy Tales – 8th GradeDiane at Perfectly Imperfect Lifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00028268946199140690noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427081539593560577.post-60876085710006457812010-08-23T22:58:28.009-07:002010-08-23T22:58:28.009-07:00Good job girl! So proud of you for getting caught ...Good job girl! So proud of you for getting caught up even with a torn up house.Jannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06356948275526610098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427081539593560577.post-2233305892053024682010-08-22T15:29:24.377-07:002010-08-22T15:29:24.377-07:00Ahhhh, memories of "going with" someone....Ahhhh, memories of "going with" someone. My parents always asked "where are you going?" since I wasn't allowed to date and it used to infuriate me. Now that I'm a parent, I can see myself making the same comment!The family Zhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03873215036928418673noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427081539593560577.post-68035027503417653402010-08-22T14:32:55.473-07:002010-08-22T14:32:55.473-07:00funny!funny!giannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01745654173969916703noreply@blogger.com