The ever changing lives and worlds of Ainsley, Finley and Jade as seen through the loving eyes of their Mom and Dad
Sunday, September 18, 2005
Lost in Translation
The other day at Morro Point when Ainsley and I were wave crashing I told her "run like the dickens". The next wave she told me "run like a chicken with its wings coming off". The dickens to chickens exchange I can pretty much understand...but the addition of the wings section is still a mystery.