Myron woke at 1am last night with a croupy cough but was a very good sport about it and was very communicative through his coughing fits. First we went outside and then sat in the rocking chair for a while.
Mama: Are you ready to lay down now?
Myron: No... mo mama roching
Mama: Okay, more rocking.
(10 min later)
Mama: Are you ready to lay down now?
Myron: Okay... bye, bye roching char
On Saturday, I brought by truck to the market and played in the sand, bark chips, and grass with it for what seemed like hours.
I love my truck. I take it everyone now, to the park, to bed, in the van, to lunch, and I even try and take it in the bath!
Gracie and Auntie came to the market too and I even shared my mama with Gracie (a big step for me).
We climbed...
and walked!
Got a little dirty... and
went on a carousel ride! What a day!
We went to Art Beast and I loved it once again. I was so sad to leave.
We washed babies, pushed trucks....
poured water...
and played in the theater room... I played the guitar and Gracie played peek and loved it!
I am really starting to like having her around... 'hi keke"
Dada is gone for work right now but I made sure he had a proper chiropractic adjustment before he left. "Myrow ix it" (translation: Myron fix it).
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