I never noticed how many flags there are. Not just on poles--but mailboxes, front porches, and even car antennae. Henry enjoys pointing them out. We'll be driving down the road and I'll hear him counting them.
I just wish he could pronounce the word correctly: he sounds like a bigot riding a San Francisco streetcar.
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hahahaha.
Seriously air snarfed just now. That is hysterical.
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