Friday, October 06, 2006

Old Stars...

Last night as we were walking home on the long, darkened, private lane between the grandparents' home and our own, Grant and I had to suppress our mirth as Rayna began singing in all earnestness:

Crinkle, crinkle little star
How I wonder what you are...

After she finished singing to the stars, she smiled at us and informed us, "I have FAST ENERGY!" With that, she dashed off ahead of us, disappearing into the dark of the night.

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