Sometimes old-fashioned fun is the best kind of fun.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
If...Then
After a perfect spring weekend, Tuesday brought some heat and humidity. When JT came to find me after school he had a hot, sweaty head. As far as the boy is concerned, that can only mean one thing: if it's hot, then he'll be playing in the backyard sprinkler. So he completed his homework with great speed, pulled on his tie-dye swimsuit, and hit the lawn for a nice romp in the cold water.
Sometimes old-fashioned fun is the best kind of fun.
Sometimes old-fashioned fun is the best kind of fun.
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Nothing quite like a run or dozens through the sprinkler on that first hot day!
Is that an oar or a lacrosse stick? They both seem appropriate for the situation, so I can't figure it out from the context.
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