Thursday, November 22, 2007

the swan's in the park

the cutest thing, as we walked over to pick up E from school, was W (A's dad) chanting forcefully in rhythm with his steps, "the swan's in the park, the swan's in the park," while A, on his shoulders, tagged along arhythmically in her little voice, "swan's in the park. . .swan's in the park." my sister K carried her at first, then W took over. there was indeed a swan in the park, busily eating.

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