Fireman Calls them Mini and Maxi
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Pie is a third of Fezzik's size. Fireman calls them Mini and Maxi. Mini rules the roost. They make me smile. My sweet dear mom is slipping into a deeper state of the disease. She has only opened her eyes once this week on my visits. I hold her hand and talk softly to her. I pray she slips away. I'll be watching Grease LIVE tonight. I love all the previews of the dancing. It will make me smile. I'll be knitting some very quiet socks for my sister. I'm going to visit her soon and I want to bring her the kind of socks she might wear. She is a earthtone kind of girl.