Daniel and I went down to the woods to bring home some firewood. He was a hard worker and didn’t seem to mind that Grampy’s gloves were a little big on his hands.
Little big hands.
After filling the trailer with firewood we kicked around in the woods and found a snake beneath some old firewood. Of course we poked it with a stick, it became perturbed and snapped at the stick, and Daniel said “that snake is mean!”
Little big attitude.
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