Thursday, March 17, 2016

heart

Carpe Diem #941 Heart






The blue-eyed, blond haired boy stole my heart when he was just a kicking fetus.  The love continued to grow as we watched him coo, then talk his special talk.  Grandaddy, (Nandad) always let him play with the tool box.  Screwdrivers were i-dikers.  Caboose was bagoose. The Playskool Tyke Bike was and is nooden-nooden.  When looking for someone, he would say their name in a sing song, quizzical fashion while shaking his head in a negative fashion.  He now uses words he learned during his college and grad school years two decades ago.  These words are not nearly as fun as those precious made up toddler words.



thunderclap
acts as a bossy stormhorn
rainbrella time!

©  Janice 'petra domina' Adcock


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