Amiri loves our little trips to the plaza next door. Running, exploring, looking at boats, riding his bike. Fun stuff. This time, we played sword-fighting with palm fronds.
Amiri calls the white landscaping stuff at the bottom of the trees 'popcorn'. I told him they are rocks. Turns out I'm wrong, though: they're crushed shells. Isn't seaside living cool?
Friday, January 15, 2010
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