Today, I was a frog monster. I pulled a green, frog-covered baby blanket that my mother had quilted as a gift for one of the boys over my head, and hopped around Damaris’s bedroom making frog noises. And believe you me, I was no sissy “ribbit-ing” frog. I croaked. The kids attacked me with swords and killed me. Then I ate them for dinner. We repeated this several times.
Be happy with wrinkles I got when I smile
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I'm a writer, aspiring linguist, and avid reader. I speak German and Russian, sew a lot of my own clothes, and am currently working on an anti-authoritarian novel for young/new adults covering the themes of citizenship and moral autonomy. View all posts by Laura Lynch
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This is the kind of post that must needs have pictures! Still, I’m shocked. This is by far your shortest post ever. It’s not even close.
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I have no pictures. This saddens me now.>>Also, the shortness of the post brought you to mind. I would have been mightily disappointed had you not taken notice.
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That’s amazing. XD It brings back so many fond memories of playing with siblings.>>Also, I like the redesign of your blog. Very nice.
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danke danke. ^_^
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Awesome, now I don’t have to change tabs whenever Mr. Davis or Mr. Wagner walk into the office. The pink was fairly overpowering.
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I’m happy for you.
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Best. Post. Ever.
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