Emma, Rachel, Asa and Noah, look who came to play in your sand box while you were gone! This just happened about 15 minutes ago (7:45 P.M.) Do you think he had fun?
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The birds have come! They sing, they sing!
On greening boughs that sway and swing,
And over meadows winging,
Where late the winter's snow has lain,
Clear washed by April's warming rain;
And verdure fresh is springing!
Catherine J. Miller (Aunt Kate)
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