and i wake up reciting edward lear poetry mousy bousy sousy.
and i walk over the bridge and past the blue bus and across the street on my own two feet.
and when i get tired, i stop and sit in the window ledge.
and get up. and giggle.
and stop and sit again.
and again. and smile at my mommy.
i am two
Posted by gocarcarcar at 4/23/2007 05:22:00 AM
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So, I just love, love, love this post!
That sounds like him. I just love what he thinks and his way of looking at you, wondering what you response love from nana
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