Blake thinks he is a pretty big boy sitting up at the counter at Grandma's. He makes himself right at home, foot up on the counter, just chillin'.
This is the deal ... its late at night ... everyone is sleeping, and I should be too. The alarm will go off early in the morning ... and a long, busy day will greet me. Yet, instead of going to bed I somehow end up in my craft room. And instead of sleeping, I end up crafting ....
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