And while I love the coolness, and the colors, and the smell of burning leaves or cooking on a campfire, I still get a little "ouch" inside for alot of reasons. Some of them I can't even put a name to. It's just a feeling.
One of the reasons I can put my finger on, though, is that every October turns my Love Potions another year older.
When did she get big enough for a 20" bike?
You're killin' me Smalls.
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