This little girl gets so many rides from her brothers (in boxes, and various other containers) that now when she sees an empty box, she immediately sits in it and says "Ride? Fun ride?"
The whole world is Disneyland for her.
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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Sooooo darling. Big brothers are the best!
ReplyDeleteI wanna live in HER head.
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