Tag: Playground

Block-A-Day 119 – The One

There was a boy that was a bully to the other smaller boys and when we were young my husband was not a very big kid. He was often a target of the bully. One day … And that’s the moment my husband said he knew I was “The One”.

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Block-A-Day 36 – The Playground

One of my grandchildren, we’ll call Farmhand 1, referred to all people as humans when he was little (age 1-6). He was so into animals and talked about them with all the proper names that I guess it seemed natural to call all people humans. One day when they still lived in the city a city worker came to their door to tell them he was going to paint the curb.

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