Thursday, October 17, 2013

We Are Here

And as Lily just said- "Dog Island. Where the grownups don't wear underwear and that's all the children wear."

Gibson is enchanted with the moon. 
"Moon," he says. "Ball."

We're here. 


10 comments:

  1. I love that the same moon that shines over Owen and Gibson and all of ya'll, is shining over all of us way out here!

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  2. Damn, I wish I was there. But I am in Lloyd and all is well here. (I figured this was the best way to let you know without waking you.) I am eating all your tuna.

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  3. Gibson is right! Sweet Jo

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  4. LOL at Mr. Downtown. And now I'm adding tuna to the grocery list :)

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  5. Nice! Glad that you are on the beach with that moon.

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  6. All the poems. Somewhere there's one about the moon being a ball, it rings a bell. Gibson is an infant poet.

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  7. Hahahahha. I'm tempted to lie and say I'm not wearing any underwear as I read this.

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