Covered in glitter and crumbs. Waking up to maracas and fairy wings. Pockets full of rubber bands and dandelions. Buried under book piles. Dirty hands with homemade kombucha. Coffee in the rain. Waiting for that sacred scrap of silence.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Egg Hunt
1 comment:
grandma cindy
said...
Glad Unity had fun finding the eggs. I know the plastic eggs were fun, but those were very pretty eggs that were dyed too.
1 comment:
Glad Unity had fun finding the eggs. I know the plastic eggs were fun, but those were very pretty eggs that were dyed too.
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