Me: Sam, do you want to go to the park.
Sam: No.
Me: What do you want to do?
Sam: Bugs.
Me: You want to look for bugs?
Sam: Yeah!
Me: Do you want to look for bugs at the park?
Sam: Yeah!!
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Yesterday, at the park:
------Yesterday, at the park:
Young Girl: (pointing to Caleb) He just ate candy off the ground!
Me: Did he? (Inspects mouth, finds small orange bean-shaped thing.) I guess he did.
Young Girl: That's nasty.
Me: He's two. He doesn't know any better.
Caleb: Mmmmmmmm.
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Shit--is it snowing at your house again?? I knew it was cold today, but I had no idea...
Also, I don't know if it would be on the 7-day loan program at the library since it's not New new, but I recently read Ron McLarty's Memory of Running which starts off in Rhode Island and had me yearning for New England--you won't be transformed by the story but it's a good read nonetheless.
Cate
That's not snow, although you wouldn't know it by Caleb's winter coat.
It's sand. And bubbles!
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