Ode to Matt
There once was a boy named Matt.
When he was little, he wasn't too fat.
But now he's strong
And easy to get along (with)
So sometimes I call him for a chat.
(and i teach children poetry...i know, sharelle is cringing.)
Here are some pics of the pre-birthday party this past Sunday.
Happy Birthday Matty!
(This is the shirt that I bought him for his birthday.)
1 comment:
Happy Birthday Matt (even though this isn't his blog, could you maybe pass on the congrats for me, Bec?) - I can still remember when you sold hot dogs at the store near the border :)
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