Back Yard

I can’t tell who enjoys the back yard more. The cat, who goes out there every time I do or the kid who’s been out there perfecting her cartwheel skills ALL DAY LONG.


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5 thoughts on “Back Yard

  1. I woke up on Saturday morning, walked downstairs, and looked out the window to see Cassidy outside (8am), impressed with the cool shadow she was creating, and talking to it, then running around the back yard quietly talking. She told me later she was playing starwars.

    I told her she had to confront Vader first before I’d consider her a Jedi.

    (Cassidy/confused look)
    “ok.. , where is he?”

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