Tonight as I was trying to get some work done on the computer, Braiden came over and was cracking up at me every time I would look at him. Of course I didn't get much done as he was a great distraction!
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When you dance hula there are two of you, your spirit and your physical self. The spirit has to dance.
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
When you dance hula there are two of you, your spirit and your physical self. The spirit has to dance.
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