Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Saturday, April 21, 2007
The Teachings of Play dough...
...Or when you know your dad is a philosopher...
I recently bought Xavier his first play dough. He loved it, played with it, and, within a day, misplaced it. Much to my initial confusion, he ran up to me, yelling, "Momma, where are my Socrates..."
I recently bought Xavier his first play dough. He loved it, played with it, and, within a day, misplaced it. Much to my initial confusion, he ran up to me, yelling, "Momma, where are my Socrates..."
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