Being Defiant
Carpenter's Point, MD
October 2007
It is late October and unseasonably warm for this time of year. Clay runs in and out of the water and then rolls around in this sand hole. He is a sandy mess. I tell him that he will have to change outside as I do not want him to bring all of this wet sand in my house. He looks at me with defiance, jumps out of this hole and sits right on my lap. Now I, too, am covered in cold,damp sand. I HATE THIS KID!!!
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