Sleep lingers all our lifetime about our eyes, as night hovers all day in the boughs of the fir-tree. Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882) philosopher, poet, essayist
tuesday is ms t day on avenue c. yesterday ms t took the markers she was using to draw on paper to herself. she was most pleased with the results. this will teach me not to turn my back during drawing time. when I said we needed to wash the dress to remove the marks, she exclaimed NO! and went on to say, the dress was better now.
eventually she relented, changed clothes, washed up, and returned to being a girl.
being a tiger is most exhausting.
f & I thank everyone for the anniversary congratulations and best wishes.
come into my sleep by nick cave and the bad seeds
6 comments:
I agree with ms t: a red tigger needs red tigger stripes across the front, NOT just on the arms and face. So obvious :-)
the sleep photo is gorgeous. And the vid? Fee Fi Fo Fum ...mwwwwwaaaawww hahaha
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(word verif adds: phipampa)
salutations amicales de Graulhet
How cute! Yes, she's right about the stripes, any fule nose that!
Being a tiger looks like fun to me!
What perfect photos to describe ms t! Two different aspects, both beautiful.
ms t is one cutie. How is it they can sleep all scrunched like that?
word ver (I kid you not): biting
that kid is so seriously beautiful !
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