Friday, January 10, 2014

That Little Box

Elaine held off opening that little box until nearly the end, because I think she knew what was in it.

And when she pulled out the iPod, with her own music loaded, I saw visions of a future brooding teenager (or maybe that was a flashback to my own younger years my own parents might say).

But for the most part, we just get the little girl, rockin' out with a big smile for now.

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