
Our favorite park just reopened after a big renovation; it now includes a water feature that I like--but Dad won't let me in the car after I've run through it. It was a long walk home.
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?
1 comment:
Hey Jack! What fun! Tell Daddy not to worry about his car, the seats will dry. Grammie said so!!!
Love you!
Grams
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