when your big brother and sister decide they want to bury you in the sandbox.
little chap didn't even cry,
just crawled out and came looking for me.
big smile on his face.
sand in every crevice of his body.
with the bulk of it on his shoulders,
like a camel with a hump full of water.
or is it fat?
i forget now...
i striped him down naked,
brushed him off,
and he was on his way again.
such a champ.
{i love their faces.}
after 3 babies i am proud to say i can STILL jump on the tramp.
sometimes i pee my pants.
but i love this dang tramp.
totally worth it:)
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