Tag: musings
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Aweedz
Sometimes I feel like my daughter did one evening when she was about 5 years old. We were having dinner that night when she said this word: “aweedz.” She must have really liked the sound of it because she kept repeating it with increasing exuberance: “Aweedz. Aweedz. Aweedz. Aweedz!” I finally asked her, “What’s aweedz?” […]
claudia osmond 