by Lisa/Tyler’s Mom
I swore I was over it. No more packages. But it’s my baby’s birthday tomorrow and I can’t not send a package. He’ll spend the whole of his 20th year in another hemisphere.
So here I am putting together a package of junk that he doesn’t need and he’ll probably never see.
Oh how I envy mothers of domestic missionaries.
*Sigh*
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