May 14, 2013
Our neighbor boy Trevin loves coming over. He screams bloody murder the second he hears a knock at the door or catches even a glimpse of his mom, dad, or older brothers.
It makes us feel loved.
But after tonight I think the reason he screams at the thought of going home is because I let him get his clothes {and shoes} soaking wet playing in the pool. That or it's the three Popsicles I let him have.
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