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Grandsons

Our eldest grandson is called Rory who likes a book with a good story to read by a light at bed time each night so long as the plot is not gory. Now Toby is his younger brother with pink as his favourite colour. When he feels cross inside he runs far and wide until he's had time to recover. * * * Rex the eldest brother so clever was ready for any endeavour, but when he got lost he got very cross, though he kept on searching for whatever. Second is a fidgety boy called Ted who wriggled until he fell out of bed. He fell to the floor and cried with a roar, so his Mummy knew he wasn't dead. Kit the youngest, just a little mite, has eyes very dark and yet so bright. As he throws his shoe he'll glance up at you with a mischievous look of delight.

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Date: 6/15/2021 11:21:00 AM
A delightful look at how different siblings can be, and a wonderful peek at at your grandsons! Blessings, Kim M
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Lisle Ryder
Date: 7/29/2021 10:53:00 AM
Thanks Kim. I've been away so just spotted your supportive comment.

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