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Jan 2014
To write about my youngest son is a special story.  What I have to say about him, it can be done in a hurry?
To get my attention; he would tap me on my side.  He would keep tapping, until he was satisfied.
Here are the words he said, as he began to tap.  I knew I had to answer him, before he took his nap.
Hey Mom, Hey Mom, Hey Mom, Hey Mom.  Hey Mom, Hey Mom, Hey Mom, Hey Mom.............
After the last Hey Mom, Mom was truly done!
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing
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Sandra Juanita Nailing  United States
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