Saturday, April 18, 2009
His heart was in the right place
On Thursday Griffin wanted to pick me a flower. His heart was in the right place. He tried to pick a tulip from out front and ended up ripping the entire bulb out. He was hysterical about it. I couldn't help getting a picture of him after he did it. Such a sweet sensitive boy sometimes.
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this is sad..but cute. i had a dream about the boys last night. It made me want to come see them so very bad...allison
He looks so sad. It reminds me of the time I picked a way-too-young watermelon from Grandpa Wagner's garden. I thought I was helping out, but I ruined it. I went from way happy to being really upset when I found out the error of my ways. Chalk this up to experience.
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