Me to Kev: "Did you have as much fun on our walk as I did?" That's what's known as sarcasm at our house. CJ got his wandering boots on, Fooey didn't think she could make it even One More Step, then wailed because we weren't walking around the block (we were), then because we were going home again. Plus she was sopping with mud. Albus attempted to walk blind and caught a sister in the mouth with a swinging arm. Apple-Apple kept to herself and listened with all her ears: birds, airplane, a musical instrument. So it went, habble-scrabble along the sidewalk till at last we were home. No fireworks for us tonight (too late), a bit of rain, but a day of small and satisfying accomplishments nevertheless. Time to put one of us to bed Right Now! ("Come on! You promised and now you're on the computer, and now I have to wait. Carry me upstairs and put me to bed. OKAY?"). Ok.
Happy birthday, Canada.
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