Day 289
Poor Sam. The TSA took her skull apart when we went to Denver, and now it won't line up. Having a horizontal line through the top of her head will never do! She's on the dinning room table, and Bob and I will try and fix her. The top seems to be a different shape than the bottom. How this could happen to molded plastic, I don't know. Keep your bony fingers crossed!
Each day is a gift, open now.
xo,
Suz
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Each day is a gift, open now.
xo,
Suz
No photos from this blog may be reproduced in any way without the written permission of the blogger and polkadot magpie.
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