Sep 29, 2008

The Great Escape

Our neighbors have a little girl named Cheyenne who is Haylie's age. On most days I can look out our window and see the girls chit chatting away where our fences meet. Today, I caught Haylie telling Cheyenne, "You climb over here to my yard." Apparently Cheyenne was taking too long, because it was only a few seconds before Haylie said, "I will come into your yard, Cheyenne." I was upstairs watching out the window, when she said this, and of course I told her, "Uh, Haylie? I don't think so."


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