tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7354171685072426809.post1930981006581707063..comments2023-05-28T01:48:03.780-07:00Comments on The Life of Steven: Another DayStevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06392319945756728927noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7354171685072426809.post-39964490553790496142009-06-17T20:40:05.961-07:002009-06-17T20:40:05.961-07:00Alicia -thank you. I'm glad someone understand...Alicia -thank you. I'm glad someone understands. Be grateful for your freedom. No curfew for you -you're the Mom now. Nobody to tell you when bedtime is. Well, I guess your kids do. My bad.<br /><br />Sturm, I have 5 little words for you: New school, new babe-pool. ha ha. Shut up, I love that jealousy on you.Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06392319945756728927noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7354171685072426809.post-68595534979534234242009-06-17T13:40:29.174-07:002009-06-17T13:40:29.174-07:00Wait a second here Mr.Stevee!! You mean to tell me...Wait a second here Mr.Stevee!! You mean to tell me that you hang out with other girls besides ME!? That is SO not okay! ha ha ha, love you stevee!Stormishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05250336526697227966noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7354171685072426809.post-2193784226223286172009-06-17T11:01:57.837-07:002009-06-17T11:01:57.837-07:00"I am not a prize to be won!"
You'v..."I am not a prize to be won!"<br /><br />You've got a good head on your shoulders. I wonder if I might borrow it sometime. Trenton stayed up until 2:30 am, just talking and playing and clapping... (you can't let him cry himself to sleep when you're guests at someone's house and sleeping in their living room) I'm supposed to be on vacation!! I guess I still am. I'm just a zombie.Aliciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09314209074027936843noreply@blogger.com