Monday, September 6, 2010

I believe you can fly

I believe I can fly
I believe I can touch the sky
I think about it every night and day
Spread my wings and fly away
I believe I can soar
I see me running through that open door
I believe I can fly

Kaiden, at 3 and 3/4 you take a footpath and turn it into a runway. A box is a car. Fireworks aren't red and yellow - they are apples and bananas. My gorgeous boy.

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