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NEW Series Let’s Play Tic Tac Toe or Dots Activity Books for Boys and Girls!

13 Jul New Series for Boys and Girls Activity Books

NEW Series: Let’s Play Tic Tac Toe or

Dots Activity Books for Boys and Girls!

I’m excited about my New Series: Let’s Play Tic Tac Toe or Dots for Boys and Girls! Who remembers playing Tic Tac Toe, or Dots? I remember playing these games with my both my parents and Sisters. My boys loved these games! I felt we needed the simplicity of practical games again to create memories and connect with our children. My boys loved these games! Great also for Travel Games!

Let’s Play Activity Books are Designed for Playtime and making memories! Children love playing Tic Tac Toe! However, as a bonus, they actually learn to problem solve and have fun doing it. Parents, Grand-parents, Aunts, and Uncles love spending special time making memories with the children in their family! Playing games is a great way to create those memories. This would also be a wonderful Homeschool Resource for young children!
Get these Fun Glossy Cover Activity Books Designed for Girl or Boy •8.5 x 11 Page Size•Dots-100 Pages• Tic Tac Toe 50 pages x 11 games per page • A place for Players Names • Take Score at the Bottom for Friendly Competition!

Let’s Play Tic Tac Toe Boy’s Activity Book1

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New Series For Boys and Girls Tic Tac Toe or Dots Activity Books!

Let’s Play Tic Tac Toe Girl’s Activity Book 1

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 New Series for Boys and Girl Tic Tac Toe or Dots Activity Books!

Let’s Play Dots Boy’s Activity Book 2

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New Series Boys and Girls Tic Tac Toe or Dots Activity Books

Let’s Play Dots Girl’s Activity Book 2

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New Series Boys and Girls Tic Tac Toe or Dots Activity Books

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In Memory of My Mom!

13 Jun

 

This is actually an excerpt for my latest book “If Oak Trees Could Talk”

 In loving Memory of my Mom that went on to be with the Lord  6 years ago today,  June 13, 2008!

“Why should I even want to remember my Momma’s funeral?”  Henry questioned.  “I would much rather remember how loving and kind she was. It makes me sad that I can hardly remember what she looked like.  It’s been so long since she passed.  I remember she always smelled like vanilla, or lemon or one of those spices.  Bless her heart she probably had no choice as she lived her life in the kitchen cooking for folk.  I remember she was usually the first one to take food over to a neighbor if they needed something.  She was a Godly woman, she truly loved everyone.  I don’t recall her ever saying an unkind word about anybody.  These are the things old friend that I want to remember. Not the pain of my heart shattering into what felt like a million pieces when she left us.

Do you know what I remember old friend? One time I fell and scraped both of my knees up so badly that they bled and bled.   Every time I would bend them they bled even more.  My dear Momma carried me around for probably a week, with my Dad telling her all the while to let me down and let me grow up.  She took a lot because of me and my brother Gerald.  Gerald, I wonder where he is? I remember folks kept telling me to get her a wheelchair when she got so weak, but I insisted on carrying her where she wanted to go.  I guess it was because she carried me.  Anyway, yes old friend, I remember when we put my Momma in the ground, right underneath one of your outstretched branches.  God love her heart,  I ached all over with pain of missing her.  Yep, I came running to you over and over again just like I had always done. I was heartbroken and didn’t know how to deal with my Momma’s passing away. Do you know what old friend? I think I’ve always come to you because you’ve always been like my Momma.  You never done anything but listen to me regardless of what trouble I got myself into.  I always found comfort by telling you my thoughts when I was hurting.  It felt almost like the kind of comfort that my Momma gave me when I scraped my knees.  After we buried her beside you, I sort of felt like she was there every time I came to you. ”

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