Life On Bowen...
Is about to end for us. The last blog was about the four sleeps left until preschool/kindergarten began again. And this one is about the sad, very sad fact that there are only fifty-three sleeps until we move from our island idyll. In fact, that is all I am going to write right now, as that fact alone nearly unglues me. Stay tuned for a fuller update as I pull myself together!
1 Comments:
Noooo!
This is about Immigration Canada, isn't it? You know, there's a simple answer- go underground. You have friends. We'll shelter you. They'll never get you!
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