The darling mispronunciations of childhood!--dear me, there's no music that can touch it; and how one grieves when it wastes away and dissolves into correctness, knowing it will never visit his bereaved ear again.
-Mark Twain
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Austin, 3
Dilly-Dallying on his way out of church, Austin was banging on the pillars outside:
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