Okay- so it's not entirely white, but apparently there isn't alot of white inside my house. But- HEY! the picture is much better!
This is my mother's stool. When we were grouwing up it was always int he kitchen and little kids could sit on top of it is they didn't quite reach the table. When I moved out I somehow ended up with it. I hope my Mom doesn't see it and want it back!
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I remember how you "somehow ended up with it..."
I am white with jealousy.
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