Max: I learned a poem at school today, Daddy.
Me: Yeah?
Max: Yeah. You be my echo.
Me: OK.
Max: I walked through Autumn woods today,
(me: I walked through awesome woods today)
Max: No, no, NO, Daddy. I walked through Autumn woods today.
(me: echoed)
Max: I cupped my hands along the way
(me: echoed)
The leaves shook down with pure gold
(me: echoed)
Too much for my two hands to hold.
(me: echoed).
Max: And then... (he started giggling) I dumped them on the ground!
Friday, November 13, 2009
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