We took a break from sitting at the table to investigate foil boat floating and
dam building.
With more or less help from a simulated natural disaster named, George.
Oh Avery, how can this be? Are you really old enough to be losing teeth?!
You were so proud and I think struck the fear into PT as you are poised to catch up with him.
My Little Momma! You and Baby Doll were having such a great time playing some sort of wonderful game on our messy bed. Your imagination is just beautiful. Watching you play brings such joy and special kind of stillness. It makes one what to savor every ounce of childhood.
George, how you love your Teddy! He is such a good buddy and gifted from one who knows good buddies. Avery is delighted to give you Teddy and you are delighted to have Teddy.
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