Last night Bode and I were driving in the car and he asked. "Mom, I want to touch a star." "But, Bode they are to far away, we cannot get up their." Bode, "We could fly like the dragons... Please mom."
We dream of FEET of snow, and windless summer days on the boat... and then ski, ski, and ski some more. But the greatest happiness comes, when his little eyes look up at us and then he begins to smile.
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