tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4684391202440125465.post4388680577278515153..comments2023-12-06T03:18:16.722-05:00Comments on Henckel House: The messages on my phoneAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14353500523975616734noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4684391202440125465.post-30808961579925632862008-07-13T21:30:00.000-04:002008-07-13T21:30:00.000-04:00They so remember you! We talk about you guys a lot...They so remember you! We talk about you guys a lot. We miss you too! We still need to buy a vehichle that legally seats all of us.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14353500523975616734noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4684391202440125465.post-76159063883087286742008-07-12T22:34:00.000-04:002008-07-12T22:34:00.000-04:00hmmm...atleast there wasn't singing. My mom hates...hmmm...atleast there wasn't singing. My mom hates it when I sing songs on her message recorder--ones I make up like in Bread and Jam For Frances and the rest of that series of books. You know, like a little crazy kid!<BR/><BR/>Your kids are funny and cute and they probably don't remember me....Texas isn't that far you know! I MISS YOU!!! (does this count as a run-on sentence??? If so then GOOD--my work here is done!!Krishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00187754128756479233noreply@blogger.com