Mr. T

Driving home tonight from a supper out, the kids are in the backseat getting a little loud, but it's a happy, giggling, getting along together kind of loud. We manage to get them to quiet down a bit and they begin to look out the window.

A couple of minutes later, Ben says " Am I allowed to make a wish on a star?" We say "Yes, of course, you don't need to ask permission for that."

"Well," he says "I wish my name had a ' T ' in it"





Fundy Starscape

2005

It's a new year, one week old.

What's instore?

Time will tell.

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