Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Expectations soared as we were able to be outside this afternoon after a pending streak of rainy days. Indoorsy things had achieved their range of comfortable levels and we were overdue for some plain old outdoor romping.
The girls had watched Part 1 of the movie "Ice Age", ( note, I am not intending to promote this movie due to some of its propaganda bents and fallacies), alongside their father the evening I attended basket making class.
Therefore, while on our walk today, quoting one of the prehistoric creatures in the movie with great jollity they exclaimed, "O look, a dan-de-lion!"
There it sat on the curbside blooming as bright and yellow as the sunshine. I was then delightfully entertained with the story behind this quote. Two separate versions done by a voice mimicking twelve year old and facial expressive five year old.
Dandelions will never cease to charm me from this day forth.
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