This little fat squirrel comes climbing right up our brick wall and peeps in our living room window. I call him Tom, because he is a peeping Tom here at the apartments. He was sitting on his hind legs, but I missed that shot-darn!!
Today Tracy and Felicity were here so Grandpa had to play music for her. Of course she wanted to help. Ok, you poke your finger right here first, right Gramps? Notice the pointer on her right hand is ready too.
Come on now, Grampa, I want to try this side. Get ready to squeeze that thing!! Which one should I punch first? A-one, a-two, here we go---Roll out the barrel!!!
No comments:
Post a Comment