Tuesday, November 9, 2010

The Friends of Ever

Today is a windy day. And I like to eat branches. It's a windy day, and I like to eat branches. It's a windy day, and I like to eat branches. We like to fly. It is better than I. We like to fly. It is better than I. We like to fly. It is better than I. Comments! Are! My Favorite! Thing! {And then she took off in song and I couldn't keep up!} Do, do, do, do, do, do. I like to fly cause it's opera day.
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  1. Oh JoyNovember 9, 2010 at 4:58 PM

    From Jake:

    "I love you, Gracie. Your eating branches is not healthy food. I love you, Gracie. Bye. You're my best friend, Gracie. I love you, Gracie."

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  2. UnknownNovember 12, 2010 at 2:37 PM

    Gracie,
    You're a poet and you know it.
    Daddy

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  3. UnknownFebruary 28, 2011 at 10:38 PM

    Dear nice niece Gracie,

    When you fly
    Are you a fly?
    Or a mosquit
    Buzz searching
    A blood filled toe?

    Maybe a honey
    Of a bee.
    Never an itchy
    Hair-hiding flea.

    And branches, not ham
    For breakfast?
    Silly girl. I much prefer
    Croissants and jam.

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