Wednesday, June 4, 2008


The rain is pouring down on Tummy Mountain. The smallest of the small thinks it will flood. At least that is what I think she said. She was eating an apple at the same time so...

I said I do not think it will flood, but all the evidence is against me. She took me by the little finger and led me to the back door. "See" she said and pointed. There was a puddle.

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