Sunday, February 23, 2014

A Horse, Of Course, Of Course.

You see a small child perched on a young man's shoulders. A toy T-Rex is being held next his face. The child's smile is wide, and his blonde hair hangs down, shaggy. The man below is also smiling, his dark hair swept to the side.

Quentin yelled, "Yee haw!" as he rode on my shoulders. He had just turned two the weekend before, and I was in town to pay my little nephew a visit. His T-Rex--a toy received at the birthday party that the snow prevented me from attending--walks, roars, and serves as a nemesis in the imaginary world of the toddler.

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