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Archive for March, 2011
Oh, my head…
Mar 18th
I am not sure where he ended up last night, but I know I heard the door open in the wee hours of the morning. Once I heard the television go on, I crept down to see if he was okay.
Cole? Cole? You okay?
Huh? Wa?
You okay little buddy?
Pot of gold…get your hands off my pot of….zzzzzzz
It’s a horn
Mar 1st
Cole saw the sun setting and said he had no worries — he would just turn the front light of his tractor on. I told him it was a sticker and then asked him how he would turn it on. He got all excited and with a look of triumph he hit the big red button in the middle of the steering wheel.
“Oh…”, Cole murmured after the sad little blurt of a horn sounded.
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