Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Pierce

On the way past the firehouse:
"f" "fffffff" "fffffIRe truck" "fffffIRe house" "fffffAmblance"

Do you want to go to the pool?
"No pool day. No park day. Home."

He is playing outside my room:
"Betsy where are you?"
I'm hiding from you Pierce.
"Oh, okay. What are you doing?"
Chores, do you want to help?
"Sure. Crackers?"

Every two seconds:
"Betsy, what's that noise?"

Every three seconds:
"Why?"
Reply
"Oh, why?"
Reply
"Oh, why?"
Reply
"WOW"

The other two are getting to the same place. I am so glad that we can have conversations now.

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