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sights, sounds and observations

Sounds.
Emma’s bedtime words to me: I love you. I love your nose. I love your armpits. I love under your fingernails.
Hearing my oldest daughter tell me she doesn’t want me to call her ‘sweetie’ anymore. She doesn’t like that name at all. (my heart broke a little bit on that one)

Sights.
stamping, sidestepping horses, backing off trailers, clopping off up the road and ducking into the woods. A practice run for next week’s big trail ride here on the farm.
Canada Geese. Canada Geese. Canada Geese. they’re getting restless.

Observations.

Sounds.
Emma’s bedtime words to me: I love you. I love your nose. I love your armpits. I love under your fingernails.
Hearing my oldest daughter tell me she doesn’t want me to call her ‘sweetie’ anymore. She doesn’t like that name at all. (my heart broke a little bit on that one)

Sights.
stamping, sidestepping horses, backing off trailers, clopping off up the road and ducking into the woods. A practice run for next week’s big trail ride here on the farm.
Canada Geese. Canada Geese. Canada Geese. they’re getting restless.

Observations.

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