How about drawing? We could go and see the sheep? Riding your bike around the farmyard? I pick up some red and green juggling balls that have been gathering dust on the windowsill and manage a dozen or so throws before one thuds to the wooden floor. His face lights up. He drags over an empty cardboard box, stands in it, and asks me to throw the balls at him. To see if I can hit his nose.
three now
he thinks I should wear
the blue skirt, not jeans
Stylus October 2007
three now
he thinks I should wear
the blue skirt, not jeans
Stylus October 2007
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