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We're on probably our final "walk/bike ride" in our country neighborhood before our move. Mr. Furious (5 yo) has successfully (for the first time!) learned to ride his bike without the training wheels. He is pumped full of pride and with a flushed face (he gets that from me) decides he needs to take a rest. We are surrounded by fields, old houses, and lots and lots of Nature.
"Can we play I Spy for a minute?"
"Sure."
"Ok, I spy something green."
"Trees."
"That's it! How did you know?"Labels: legacy |
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