Mama, remember days and days ago when Julia was a witch and I was a baby ladybug in the wagon?
Mama, remember when we heard this song in the car and we were going to Pumpkin Day with our friends?
Mama, remember the day when I was a baby and we played in the leaves outside?
Yes, Sweetie. I remember.
I love New England autumns and I love you.
Your so-called memories most likely stem from pictures you've seen time and again.
But me? I will always remember.



4 comments:
Sweet. I love this time of year too. Even the endless leaves.
I can just hear the crunch of leaves and squeals of laughter!
Beautiful. Beautiful.
Sharon - Pinks & Blues Girls
What a great post. It truly is my favorite time of the year.
That reminds me of a baby board book! What a great post. Autumn is my favorite time of the year too.
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