He also really, really wanted to ride Seb's trike, so Sam finally gave him a ride on it.
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He also really, really wanted to ride Seb's trike, so Sam finally gave him a ride on it.
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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That was a fun update! Your family is too cute. I love the wall art. I have a lot of those kind of walls...one time, my kids thought it was a good idea to use a fork. yikes. My favorite part is that you call it construction! Yea you!
ReplyDeleteI also wanted to warn you that I am preparing to pick your brain some more! So beware...