Jonas stood facing the window nearest his carseat in the minivan and stubbornly said, "Don't look out my window."
Owen, sitting behind him in his seat, shot back, "I'm looking out your window."
"Don't look out my window!"
"I'm looking out your window!"
“Look for a lovely thing and you will find it” - As often as not, this is what our Poetry Teatime looks like: circus animal cookies on a Dominoes napkin. Yesterday we didn’t even remember to bother with s...
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