i love that they all run after every ball.
that they sometimes forget which direction to run.
that somehow her uniform ends up muddy and grass stained.
that she forgets her classmates are on the other team.
the dandelion picking and rest taking.
the inner-coach in her brother and her dad.
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
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