This precious little bridge. It crosses the creek running our property. Created by the fingers and ingenuity of my children. It is precious to me. It is the highway to adventure. Adventure beyond familiarity. Big plans and lots of imagination. Dry shoes.
Where there is a will, there is a way. They WILL get their wagon across it.
Most likely sooner than later.
I am not sure what's in the wagon, but I know it's very important.
It will soon be followed by a picnic basket...it usually is...and a blanket, most likely my good one.
And...a pair of dry shoes.
oh, to be a kid again.....good words.
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ReplyDeleteWhat a precious little story! Dad and I loved it, as always! Such cute kids, too.
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