Wednesday, August 16, 2006

 

176/365 Cathy (then)

The whiniest, whinge-iest child. When she was in one of those moods, no-one wanted to see her coming, and nothing would put an end to it. Sweets, balloons - nothing. When she started, that was the most fun she was going to have, so she’d just keep whining.

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