| We had a lobster dinner, with huge
salads, it seemed that William was most taken by the olives, or "OL" (pronounced
"All") as he put it. He wanted every olive, black or green, he saw rolling
around on our plates. He'd see one go scampering across our plate as we dislodged it
from a lettuce leaf, start pointing while screaming "Ol, ol, ol, ol..."
until we skewered the little orb and handed it to him. When he had his fill, so
Momma could enjoy the rest of her meal, Da-da took him over to a set of stairs he had been
eyeing and had him too excited to sit still.
Da-da, these stairs would appear to go into the water....
What dat, over there.... |
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