P has a blog. Or so she says. The other day she was running around the house saying,"
I have a blog, click, click."
She likes to go up to the computer and click. When she leaves the desk area she says, "offline. unload."
Recently we were folding clothes at the dining room table while dinner was in the oven. She looked out the window and said, "Mom, take a picture of the sky. It's pink!"
I guess this is her post.
