Last weekend we went to Gtown to visit, get doughnuts and launch a rocket. L cut his hand at the park and I had a bandaid in my purse. Yay! He was very careful with his hand for several days. He told me "I lost all my blood. Maybe I will die."
Today we visited a friend and L was very happy to play this bugle. He was sad to leave at the end claiming "We do not have that kind of instrument." We do have 6 brass instruments though. So that's ok right?
L wore these little blue soft shoes for a few days but then his shuffling way of walking rubbed a hold through them. I'm sure the hole was almost there from the 4 previous users. He was so cute in them.
L tells me "My body need exercise." What he means is that he wants to go jump around on the elastic band hanging from a pull up bar in Dad's office/closet. Who wouldn't?
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