When we got home Adam ran to his car case and said, "mine, tars".
He then went to the silverware drawer and said, "poon". I handed him a regular spoon. He tried to balance his ball on it as he walked. I traided him for the ladle. He had tons of fun walking around with his balls in it. He'd put a ball in it, walk over to the glider stool and dump it out, and then go get another ball. This entertained him while I unpacked.
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Here is a cube person; here is a cylinder person; here is a sphere person. Oh, oh, I hope our friend comes back to pick us up at school. Where is our friend? I hope there has been no accident!
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