Hard work
Daphne helped me plant Daisies around our mailbox, and do a bunch of other yard things. We were both filthy from the dirt and soaked from the squirting hose.
Amelia read a book called “Little Bear” tonight. I anticipated “Viking” would be the hard word in this sentence: “Then I wish that I could find a Viking boat,” said Little Bear. She asked me about ‘find’, instead. She must be a Johnson.
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