For some reason, Samson has always conflated the terms "yard" and "garden." So when he wants to go outside, he asks to go out into the "yarden." As far as I know, he only does this at our house; maybe he thinks our yard is special.
And yes I know we should correct it, but it's kind of endearing.
And yes I know we should correct it, but it's kind of endearing.
In any event, we spent the past few days fixing up the backyard to create a little play area for young Samson (and eventually, Jane).
We finished up last night after he went to sleep, so I can't wait to get home and play outside with him.
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