

Now that I am five years old--a whole hand, as it were--I see the world in a different light. Sometimes, it's the nightlight as I try to read in bed long past my bedtime, in clear defiance of my parents. Sometimes it's the light from the oven, as it cooks my delicious chicken nuggets. Sometimes it's the light coming from my new Star Wars Clone Turbo Tank; how does one brush his teeth without the accompaniment of a Clone Turbo Tank?
2 comments:
Hey Little Man! Sorry that you are feeling under the weather. Your little cheeks are so red!! Take care and feel better.
Love,
Grammie
Looks like he's blushing -- maybe it should be called "caught in the act" virus.
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