Max will come up to me and say, "walk," when he wants to go outside and take a walk. And he'll say, "shoes," when he wants to wear shoes! (But he shook his head when I asked if he wanted pants.)
Dad was just talking, so I'm not sure how he made such an ugly face.
Homeschool is getting a little neglected this week ...
Gabe with a praying mantis ... getting a science lesson outside instead.
Max has been generally fussy and hard to please, except for a 10 minute period when he entertained himself with silverware in the dishwasher. (As I'm typing this, he is sitting in my lap with a box full of paper clips, dropping them on the floor one by one. I buy free time with a mess.)
We went outside, and Max found Buddy mowing the yard ...
He got what he wanted!
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