Keats brings me "flowers" constantly! He'll ask me about flowers he gave me weeks ago! "Mom, where are those yellow flowers I gave you that one time?"
Then he turns into a scary monster that comes racing out of the tall grass.
He's getting very confident with his new bike. I am going to raise up the training wheels in a few days and see how he does.
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What a great idea about hanging out with the gorilla for a week and then journaling it--almost like blogging, huh!
Paul is so taken with the picture of Keaton dressed in his tie with the sun glasses pushed down his nose. He really wants that picture!
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