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“What is mama doing with this balloon? How does she make it bounce so fast that I can’t catch it? OH my, it’s hitting me on the head! I love it!”
“Look at this neat blanket mama made me. I could crawl across it, but there is nothing over there that I want.”
(Grandma Sandy brought the fabric back for us from Hawaii!)
Our entry illustrates the poem SARAH CYNTHIA SYLVIA STOUT WOULD NOT TAKE THE GARBAGE OUT from the book Where the Sidewalk Ends Shel Silverstein. It might look like we just dumped trash in a box, but we only used foods mentioned in the poem and even had to make a late-night trip to the grocery story to get some “supplies”.
Hooray! We were awarded the “most disgusting” prize based on the votes of everyone who attended!
Our friend Megan had a bonding moment with Kivrin. Babies love her!
When I arrived at Kivrin’s school today to nurse her, she had just gone down for a nap. I sneaked back to check on her, and was amused (in the darkened room) to find that she had yanked her shirt up to her chin and was sleeping with one hand firmly grasping the bar of the crib. Silly baby!
Kivrin Anne 
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