Papa and I went for a bike ride and I discovered "that ominous hill." We had to go over there and play on it. I climbed it, rilled around all over it, and even slid down it. I thought we were there five mins. Papa said we were there playing for an hour. I noticed that if you throw dirt clods in the air when they land they form little cones.
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This is a gigantic, enormous hill. You had so much fun playing in it. What I saw was a happy face. LOVE happy faces.
Grandma
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