I was carrying Beatrice home and I caught a firefly to show her. She drew back and said she didn’t like it. I asked why. She said it would hurt her. I said, fireflies won’t hurt you. She said, “That one will.”
This is the scrapbook your GiGi and TiTi have been bugging us to make for you
I was carrying Beatrice home and I caught a firefly to show her. She drew back and said she didn’t like it. I asked why. She said it would hurt her. I said, fireflies won’t hurt you. She said, “That one will.”
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– June 14, 2013