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Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Trippin' The Day Fantastic

Morning has broken, it's 10:30 am, small children scurry about,
playing princess dress up, wielding pretend jedi sticks.
Oatmeal is cooking on the burner, Izzy has decidedly chosen
to make salad for breakfast. "I don't want oatmeal", she emphatically
states, after requesting said morning porridge not twenty minutes ago.
Little voices giggling in unison, Olie is in a dress.
I'm just smiling over my coffee.

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