Wisdom, Humor, Irreverence from the mouths of babes
Monday, August 9, 2010
Beach Dreams
After four long days at the beach, Wyatt is curled up in his own bed at home. I ask him, "Did you have fun at the beach? Do you want to go back some time?" As his eyelids get heavy he whispers, "Maybe after I wake up."
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