I was putting away some laundry in the kids' room the other day, when I saw Clara trying to pull James up on her bed. "What are you doing?" I asked. "I want to read James a story," she said. So, as I went about my business, I came back into the room and saw this sight.
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
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