Peekaboo, my love
I found you coming through
Rise and shine, I need all of you
Breathe your good morning into me
I don’t like starting my day without you
Peekaboo, my love
I found you coming through
Rise and shine, I need all of you
Breathe your good morning into me
I don’t like starting my day without you
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
Yes, the sun is lovely to have about. Unless it’s being mean, and wants to burn.
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Wait…that would be most, well, all of the time.
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I love waking up to a sunny morning.
Very cute Audrey.
🙂
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Me, too! I had to sweet talk him a bit. 🙂 Thanks, Staci.
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Well written!
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Thank you so much for saying so, Rajiv.
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So many around here.
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So many what, Salva?
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Peekaboos, of course! 🙂
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Ahh. Yes! 🙂
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Thinking of all those poor fellows they threw out of their beds …
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Sunny day with your poetic power, Red.
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Red?? Oh my goodness…trying out nicknames I see, Mark.
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I’m having difficulty actually typing out Aud the Bod.
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Yes, well, we don’t need to have that one floating around, Chum.
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Haha!!
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