Some tidbits in the life of the Mr and Mrs, their kids, and the pooch.
Sunday, October 23, 2011
A Poem by Brynn
Swinter is winter mixed with summer. Summer is fun, because we get to play in the sun. Winter is fun, because we get to play in the snow -oh. Summer is fun, because we have no school - oo. I am mad, sitting on my dad.
She's really good at writing! Loven' the last line. LOL!
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