A structure in Barkley Farmstead in Cherry Hill, New Jersey. I go here to walk, think, admire, observe. I am almost always with my five year old charge. I spend five days a week with this bright charming fellow. Here is a snippet of my day. I love my job.
HIM: Why are there Chrisrmas wreaths hanging in stores before Thanksgiving?
ME: I don’t really know, bud.
HIM: I love Christmas. I can’t wait.
ME: Don’t rush it, pal.
HIM: Do you know what I love about Christmas?
ME: No. Tell me.
HIM: I love the presents.
ME: Me too.
HIM: And I love that I get to eat candy canes.
HIM: And I love the joy of family. (No lie. He said that. Verbatim.)
ME: That’s a really nice thing to say. I’m glad you feel that way.
HIM: I can’t help it. It’s so joy-able. (Also verbatim.) 😉
THIS KID’S ANGLING FOR SOMETHING, WOULDNT YOU SAY?
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