Excuse me, God, I'm sorry, hate to cause a fuss, but I think you have
made an honest mistake. You see 11 years ago you chose me out of all
the mothers to be a wonderful,caring mother of a son born prematurely,
missing two fingers. A match made in heaven-by the way, good choice on
that one. I am not quite sure how this works, was it because i did so
well the first time? I think i should have gone to the end of the
line, I think I
I am out of turn. Did you mean ms as in not married or is this my
turn. I guess you are the boss. p.s. Are you sure you spelled my
name right this time? (just kidding God)
sorry so long, Suzy