A little girl can be sweeter (and badder) oftener than anyone else in the world. she can jitter around, and stomp, and make funny noises that frazzle your nerves yet just when you open your mouth she stands there demure with that special look in her eyes. A girl is Innocence playing in the mud, Beauty standing on its head, and Motherhood dragging a doll by the foot.
-- Alan Beck
February 29, 2012
FIRST TOUCH
Grass can be a bother some times - like when there's mosquitos all over and you have to mow. That's what my brother's doing today, and there are SO MANY HUGE mosquitos today, but that's not what this story is about. This story is about Maximus's first touch of (sound effects, please - "bum bum bum!") . . . GRASS when he was younger. My brother, Oliver, said there might be something in the grass that could hurt him, so he brought him inside, but not before Max got to feel it for himself.
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