After a somewhat epic grocery trip with Mr. 3 and other household chores (including setting off the smoke detector while trying to roast beets), we finally managed to get out to enjoy a gorgeous fall day. We took a friend of Mr. 9's along and the conversations overheard were wonderful.
"Don't stray down the paths of confusion."
"Continue through the misty marshes of misery."
"I sense hidden magic there."
"Be careful it may still have some invisibility power left in it."
A few sticks and the world is a whole different place.
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