Kids see with their hearts, point the way with their fingers and laugh loud...here I am holding my good friend Clayton...yet I feel like I am the one being molded, finding purity, joy, youth, laughter, passion and truth through the eyes of Clay. I'm thankful.
2 comments in “Molding Clay 3·08·10”
March 8th, 2010 at 1:19 pm
i love my clayclay!
March 10th, 2010 at 11:37 am
Me 2.
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