We've begun to notice all the light bulbs around town. We stopped to look at this one up close. Maggie wasn't thrilled with our choice and kept running off. Mena wanted to know what the plaque said and wanted her picture with the sculpture. I told her to tuck her hair behind her ears and she held it back with her hands on both sides saying, "Now you can see my face, Mom!" Yes; yes, I can; you silly child!
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