There is a strange little door in our neighborhood. For reasons unbeknownst to me, my daughter is absolutely fascinated by it. Whenever we walk by it she feels compelled to ring the doorbell. I don't know why, it's just one of those things. Maybe she is trying to see who lives behind that teeny tiny door, she has said before that she thinks small babies live there, but we can't be sure... We never stick around long enough to find out. On the two occasions she did actually manage to ring the doorbell she ran off before anyone had a chance to answer.
Friday, September 28, 2007
Little Door
There is a strange little door in our neighborhood. For reasons unbeknownst to me, my daughter is absolutely fascinated by it. Whenever we walk by it she feels compelled to ring the doorbell. I don't know why, it's just one of those things. Maybe she is trying to see who lives behind that teeny tiny door, she has said before that she thinks small babies live there, but we can't be sure... We never stick around long enough to find out. On the two occasions she did actually manage to ring the doorbell she ran off before anyone had a chance to answer.
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Why was I not consulted about the move???
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