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The Little Yellow House
Wednesday, May 05, 2010
They just look grown.
But they're not really. When secret clubhouses aren't a daily happening and my lawn isn't cluttered with castaways from make believe in the magic clover and when I don't hear a whine 10 times a minute, that's when I'll be worried.
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Kathy
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My heart melts.
7:15 AM
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hmmm, look at that. you can make the pictures big...
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It's for the birds.
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My heart melts.
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