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 Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI
Hari OM
ReplyDeleteEasy on the eye and mind, both piccie and words! YAM xx
Kristjaan finds the most beautiful photos. I do not know how he makes time to do all he does and still work as an oncology nurse.
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One can feel the movements upwards. Great word craft Janice!
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I love that "spirits running free" makes any ending feel positive.
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DeleteA spiritual approach of this image, I like it.
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