As I was lounging last night with a glass of Door County wine, trying read and relax the evening away, I kept getting pestered by little miss Roxy. She wanted to play.
"come on, let's play"
"I found it...the beaver"
"Hey! Come on mom, let's play"
"Here it is...throw it!"
"Maybe Cubby will play..."
"But I am so cute..."
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