Gifted Kids
Char and I raised our kids the best we could. We taught them to do what they want to do, take a few risks, enjoy life, and to use their talents.
They are both gifted, each in their own unique way. Recently they teamed up to make their first record. Get the Kleenex and turn on the speakers and listen to it here.
Okay maybe they didn’t record it – but they could have.
They are both gifted, each in their own unique way. Recently they teamed up to make their first record. Get the Kleenex and turn on the speakers and listen to it here.
Okay maybe they didn’t record it – but they could have.
posted by Ralph at 4:49 PM
8 Comments:
Ralph, Ralph, Ralph. Did you rip a big one in church?? Pheeeeweee
What a stinker you are!
Your lovely daughter complains once in a while that you never mention her in your blog.
This should make her proud.
Okay, I was laughing pretty hard here Ralph. Good one. Song that is.
Brings a tear to your eye, don't it, Ralph?
O.K., NOW they have written a country song about everything!
Found this quote and thought of your song;
"Man who fart in church sit in own pew."
Makes sense to me!
Cliff, can't someone else want to hear about his wonderful daughter? Why do you assume that it was me?
You are soooo correct Tiff, it was obviously one of your many admirers.
I listened to that song, and I can see why you're rightly proud of the kids you raised. And one of 'em can make Macaroni and Cheese, too. You done good, Ralph. Real Good.
You from Arkansas?
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