Looking around the house last night...there are things.
Things that point to crisp days, and early sunsets, and new pencils.
Just little things.
But I think we are all looking forward to it.
This change of seasons.
This beautiful life.
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| studying the world map..."where do bananas come from, Daddy?" |
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| the latest out-loud reading lists |
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| grass heads on my window-sill |
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| Celene's |
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| Miles' |
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| a moldy blackberry under the microscope |
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| reading stories on the couch |
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| creating their own books |
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| a mess of books on the coffee table |
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| an impressive rock collection |
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| two little fans watching Daddy prepare for bow hunting |
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| two brave souls at the county fair |
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| watching the sun go down from the ferris wheel |
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| fair rides at sunset |
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| curls in the wind |
