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

Sunday, October 31, 2010

Austin 3

At Temple Square today we were walking by the east side of the SL temple & there is that walkway this is covered by bars...
Austin: Mom, do birds live there?
Me: Where?
Aus: in that bird cage.

(He kept calling it the Square Temple :)
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