As I approached the garage door I could hear the sounds of my home coming through the open window. When I heard some tambourine playing I smiled and felt happiness. You never know what your children will be into day to day. And what it will sound like. But it is always full of life.
As I opened the door and stepped inside I saw that the tambourine player was in fact Jimmy, and not a child after all. I still smiled.
Friday I found these collages made by Cash and Libby. They made me laugh. Posted here for all with love from the j train. (insert tambourine playing)
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