My four year old son muses on life and other great inventions. I try to keep a record so we won't forget. If Mr T ever runs out of ideas, I've made a Mr A who can take over when he learns to talk.
1/7/10
It's everywhere..
We're outside, pushing through minus 20 degrees, everything covered in thick, crisp snow, the cold biting our cheeks. I want an ice cream, says Mr T.
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