So our youngest comes up to yesterday and says, in rapid succession:
“I hate lemons!” he said sourly.
“I want some Australian wine!” he griped.
“I just got rid of my gold mine!” he exclaimed.
I blame his mother.
So our youngest comes up to yesterday and says, in rapid succession:
“I hate lemons!” he said sourly.
“I want some Australian wine!” he griped.
“I just got rid of my gold mine!” he exclaimed.
I blame his mother.