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
Monday, November 7, 2011
Tutor
Leka put this up on Austin's wall--looks like she's helping him learn his sight-words :) ...I could be wrong, but I'm not sure that's how you spell sdop.
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