aww! that brought up some fond 3-year old memories
my dad would build up a huge tower of wooden blocks and then look at me, pleading with his eyes that i would not knock it down, and the devilishness would grow on my face, more and more til finally i plunged straight into the tower of blocks and he pretended to blubber about it. then the cycle would start over again...
ahh, those were simpler times... wooyay!
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ahh, those were simpler times... wooyay!