Friday, February 15, 2008

John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt

The air feels like Spring, the sun is shining, and my daughter is marching laps around the house singing the above song at the top of her lungs--tirelessly. The four big dogs are following her with their tails wagging, Pied Piper-style.

And I slept in long enough to find it all highly amusing.

It is a good day.

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