Eli has always been an ardent spirit. Lately she has begun to combine elements of poetic language both sacred (the scriptures) and profane (fairy tales) in occasional outbursts of florid effusion. A couple days ago she smelled a flower and then called out to Lia in ecstacy: "I sniffed the rose of life, and it smelled like strawberries . . . ."
9.01.2009
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I have been laughing for 3 minutes. It is funny on so many levels. -AWS
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