AStarorTwo
Two Thousand Club
Cooing at his Daddy's praise, Sam nuzzled in his Uncle's shoulder, holding Goldie in his hands.
"When is our Sam never a good boy?" the angel said warmly.
Growing shy at all the attention and praise he was receiving, the little one hid his face with the stuffed puppy.
"When is our Sam never a good boy?" the angel said warmly.
Growing shy at all the attention and praise he was receiving, the little one hid his face with the stuffed puppy.