May 14, Camden.
Giuliano pushed Dylan into a stream today, then realized what he had done and ran home as fast as he could. I heard Dylan scream and looked up from the computer to find him standing in the murky water, crying, dripping from head to toe like a wet puppy.
The stream runs in front of our trailer and I was keeping an eye on the two of them playing near it: obviously both eyes would have been better. The little green car overturned with Dylan in it.
It could have been a lot worse, there were no rocks at the bottom of that water so all we got was a scare - and the first true childhood lore to remember.
Friday, May 15, 2009
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