My daughter, the three-year-old, picked a flower. Usually it is just a piece of grass, or something off of a shrub. This time it was one of the pansies that we had forgotten . Oh well, they can survive freezes and neglect, but they can't escape the eye of a three-year-old...
Saturday, March 21, 2009
The Mauler
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