I remember when we lived in Lowell. I hired some people to chop down several trees. I guess it needed to happen because two of the trees were dead and harboring ants, which were attempting to move into our house next. But, now when I see people chop down trees (like our neighbors) it makes me sad. It must be the whole Inconvenient Truth thing. On my list of things to do before it is too late: plant trees with Robby and Ben. Robby and Ben's trees.
Our neighbors, cutting down trees. Poor trees.
Ben had a bad accident last week. He was hopping in his bed, when he slipped and fell. His front teeth and gums smashed against the wooden bed post. I was at work. Mary was doing laundry. I hate when stuff like this happens. I just think over and over again about how I could have prevented it. If only I hadn't bought the bed with the wooden posts. I remember I thought for a long time about which bed to buy too. His gums appear to be healing, but his face is all bruised. Poor Ben.
Robby drawing a dinosaur. I love you buddy.
Our neighbors, cutting down trees. Poor trees.
Ben had a bad accident last week. He was hopping in his bed, when he slipped and fell. His front teeth and gums smashed against the wooden bed post. I was at work. Mary was doing laundry. I hate when stuff like this happens. I just think over and over again about how I could have prevented it. If only I hadn't bought the bed with the wooden posts. I remember I thought for a long time about which bed to buy too. His gums appear to be healing, but his face is all bruised. Poor Ben.
Robby drawing a dinosaur. I love you buddy.