Showing posts with label morbid. Show all posts
Showing posts with label morbid. Show all posts
I see dead things
Sunday, 20 May 2012
I'm not sure if it's atrociously morbid or horrendously inquisitive. Thing Two built a nest today, on top of the coal cupboard made from grass and marbles and other such like. Thing Two also picked up a dead bird, yes, with her hands. Apparently she held it and wanted to lay it in her nest.
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