Sunday, June 28
This morning her Daddy was mixing concrete loudly outside our window, so I woke Scarlet up telling her we should go out and "yell" at him for waking us up.
"Hey. What did you dream about today?"
"Nothing."
"Nothing today?"
"Uh-huh."
"Okay..."
"We shouldn't get too close to Daddy though. We don't want to ride on polka dots."
"What?" I laughed.
Maybe she dreamt something about that.
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