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The Toddler Plants A Cypress…
He insisted on wearing his red boots in summer. Of course he did! He’s a toddler.
Right off the bat he let us know he was in charge of every aspect of the planting of the Father’s Day cypress tree.
He did pause to fiddle with his navel and contemplate Dadda’s work—but just for a moment.
This had nothing to do with planting the tree, but we’re just his parents, so who were we to question?
And then: Success!
And then: Time to strangle the tree.
