Friday, July 3, 2009

Little feet

The labour of the father is for the child and that of the child is for the father until the child has a child. I saw a little girl run to her daddy, excited to tell him about the neighbour's puppy that she thinks has supper powers! Daddy daddy. T should have seen it jump the hoop it even almost climbed the tree? Do you think it can fly. Children. Precious aren't they.

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