Thank you Emilie. I think he is beautiful, but I'm just a bit bias.
I love looking at this photo. It makes me smile. We were at the fair for four hours. I was so blessed in that shortly after we entered, a woman I know handed me 32 tickets. She and her date were about to leave. Thanks to her, Dion got to experience a lot more than I had planned, like riding some rides, including the kiddie rollercoaster, twice.
I am a single, African-American mother of a beautiful little boy. I am the youngest of the 12 children born to my parents, Levora and Marion. My mom's name is Levora, thus the name of this blog - Levora's child. My father died in 1986 from complications from cancer.
My parents had been married for 42 years when my dad died. Though I am a part of a big family, I have no idea what it is like to grow up with a bunch of sisters and brothers. The majority of them had graduated, married, and left home by the time I entered the first grade. For years, it was just me and my brother, Randy.
I spent my formable years growing up in rural Mississippi in a home without indoor plumbing or running water. I was the first one of the 12 children to go to college. My life if littered with a lot of missed steps. I wish I had made a lot more sounder choices in my life than I have - especially with my finances and with my love life, but you live and learn. And I'm still learning.
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Awww ... he is such a cute (and handsome!) little guy! He looks like he was having a ball. :)
Thank you Emilie. I think he is beautiful, but I'm just a bit bias.
I love looking at this photo. It makes me smile. We were at the fair for four hours. I was so blessed in that shortly after we entered, a woman I know handed me 32 tickets. She and her date were about to leave. Thanks to her, Dion got to experience a lot more than I had planned, like riding some rides, including the kiddie rollercoaster, twice.
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