claiming our daze and our days on the prairie
i think there is some poem out there about boys and dirt..frogs and puppies. i absolutely resist putting a child in that gender box, but i will celebrate my son’s two triumphs of the day…
the tadpole he and naomi caught turning into a frog…
getting his bike (thanks again, henry!) dirty…
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