

Today I came upstairs to find Sebby shouting out the window at the construction workers, "Hi!! What are you doing?? What are you building?? Are you making the foundation? I LOVE YOU!!"
Children's voices in the orchard
Between the blossom- and the fruit-time:
Golden head, crimson head,
Between the green tip and the root.
Black wing, brown wing, hover over;
Twenty years and the spring is over;
To-day grieves, to-morrow grieves,
Cover me over, light-in-leaves;
Golden head, black wing,
Cling, swing,
Spring, sing,
Swing up into the apple-tree.
--T.S. Eliot
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I love that boy! So funny.
ReplyDeleteMarilyn, I LOVE the way your boys talk, and I love the way you record it! Yours is my favorite blog because it always makes me chuckle.
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