Tuesday, November 13, 2007
My Very Own Chicken Little
This afternoon/evening Brennan and I went on a walk. It was starting to get a little dark outside by the time we headed home. Up ahead, far away clouds were turning gray in the evening sky. Suddenly, Brennan stopped and pointed to the clouds and cried, "OH NO! The Sky is Broken!" It was hilarious.
As I do this, Brennan is pointing at the picture and saying that same thing, adding "We need to fix it!"