While finding Quickfoot (the second alligator in the header) was due to Mary spotting a funny shade of green in the bushes while visiting the little girls next door, St. Anthony should not be forgotten. Likely, he nudged her to look down.
Now if I could find a child in my house with one ounce of common sense, one smidgen of thoughtfulness, one dash of quiet introspection I would be most grateful. They have all been so awful this week that I might be tempted to drop the whole crew off at the local orphanage if I knew where it was.
Now, where did I put that phone directory?
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