The past two mornings at 6:40am Ryan and I lay asleep until we hear clop, clop, clop and Mary stands beside us and asks, "Can I get in your bed." Ryan and I respond, "no" as it isn't morning yet and she clop, clop, clops back to her room.
Tuesday, March 09, 2010
Clop, clop, clop . . .what could that sound be?
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