As I wake I look around,
I have no notion where I'm bound.
So many different colored boats I see,
Are all leaky, lonely and driftin'
Just like me.
And the tide come in and the tide go out.
And the waves they come toss my little boat about.
And the sky turn black and the sky turn blue.
Got no pail, no sail, no anchor too.
Just a leaky little boat.(Roger Clyne & the Peacemakers)
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Day 17, Laundry Helper
As with all 5 year olds, Max loves to help. What could be better then sitting right smack in the middle of what mom's doing, getting all the attention plus getting to do a grown-up chore! Jackpot!
What could be better then watching a 5 year old learn; with their small hands trying so hard and seeing their excitement and pride when they accomplish it. Mom got a jackpot, too.
(click on picture to enlarge, you've got to see those eyelashes!)
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