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11/2/06 (Thursday)

Cara had a day full of adventure. Actually, I had a day full of adventure, and Cara was there for all of it. I woke around three in the morning to Cara's cries; I went into her room and found her in her crib, wailing. The strange thing was that her CD was playing. I offered her water and a snack, and she was enthusiastic about neither. I gave her Advil, which she was very enthusiastic about. She sucked it out of the dropper and looked for more! It is good stuff. (She got more Advil tonight, just in case. She loved it again and took the dropper with her into the bath, where Steve got her to give Battle Cat his drops.) I put her back into the crib and went back to bed, where Steve explained to me that he had already been up with her for quite a while, which is why the music was playing. I had had no idea.

I went to pick Cara up around 4:30. Susan reports a good day; Cara and PJ each made an interesting art project. It's two halves of a paper plate glued together; one side is split so that it opens up to reveal a drawing of a bear glued inside. Pieces of Styrofoam are glued outside. It's a bear asleep in a cave for the winter, of course! Cara colored hers, but PJ elected to leave his pristine; it's a polar bear. Cara tried to feed Casey an acorn, and Susan explained to Cara about bottles. I'm sure that that sunk in.

Susan also told me that Em had taken Ron to the emergency room; his back went out. I decided to hang around and see whether I could help, especially because I remembered that PJ had a doctor's appointment this evening. When Em showed up we quickly decided to switch cars so that I could take both little girls back to Em's house while Em took PJ to get his ears checked. Ron was still at the hospital. Before I knew it, I was driving a pickup truck with an infant and a toddler in the back. Cara was very chatty and also spent part of the ride grunting with effort; I'm not sure why. Casey went to sleep.

When we got to the house I left the girls in the car while I opened the door and let the dog out back. Then I went out and carried my pocketbook, the diaper bag, Casey in her carrier, and Cara all into the house. We settled in downstairs and had a good time. Cara danced for Casey. I played with Casey by showing her a little duck toy. I made a kissing noise, and Cara came over and took the duck. "Can the duck kiss Casey?" I asked. Cara made the duck kiss Casey. Later I had Casey in my lap and wanted the duck. I asked Cara where it was. I saw her looking into the infant carrier and asked whether it was in there. "Nao," she reported. I asked whether it was under the blanket. She looked. It was there, but she didn't notice. I stretched over and lifted the blanket. Cara picked up the duck and handed it to me.

We had fun with the Loeffler animals. I went into the laundry room to feed the cat, and when I left Cara for a moment she upended the water bowl. That was fun. I heard BJ outside being loud, and I went to let him in. I was holding Casey, so I really couldn't get Cara out of his way as he charged through the room. I closed the door behind him and looked over in time to see him running up the stairs, Cara in pursuit. Poor BJ! She was very friendly. She tried to let him drink from her sippy cup. I guess she had no acorns for him. Later, when Ron was home, she got to feed him popcorn.

I read a few books with Cara, but when Casey got fussy I took her out of her carrier. I held her and she calmed down, and I set her on the couch. I did "How big is Casey?" with her, and then I sat down. I had Cara bring me a book, which she accomplished with great drama and difficulty, and she sat on my other side so we could all read together. It was nice.

A friend brought Ron home, and then a neighbor came over, so I left three men and a baby and brought my little girl home. It was weird to not see my car in the driveway! It was late, so I picked up fast food for the three of us. Cara and I shared some chicken nuggets, and she certainly ate her fair share. She loved the sweet and sour dipping sauce, and I was very strict and made her actually eat some chicken every time instead of just sucking the sauce off and coming back for more. She also had a couple of cheese sticks and some yogurt. In what was left of the evening I videotaped Cara and Steve playing. Cara played with her Playmobil set, and she also put several people down the Weebles' slide. "Wheee!"

11/3/06 (Friday)

For me, a day of firsts. This morning I drove Cara around on a useless errand and while in transit decided that at 11 A.M. we would go to Johnson Park and visit the animals on this gorgeous blue sky day. Cara fell asleep in the car and I had to wake her up to show her a good time! (that's the first time I've ever awakened her in the car while at a park). At first she was grumpy, didn't want to wake up, stood there in the parking lot confused as to where she was, what she would do next. Finally, she pulled herself together and we spent a pleasant half-hour on the swings and then exploring the zoo--someone misplaced all the goats! Finally off in the distance, we saw the herd and breathed a sigh of relief. I was spinning tales about dog food but then had to retract everything I said.

The second amazing event was this: back at the ranch, I began to give Cara some yogurt for lunch. She wrestled the spoon away from me and then, very neatly, proceeded to eat the whole thing! I held the yogurt cup, which would have fallen if I hadn't taken that precaution, but she spooned it all into herself. That was remarkable.

At about 12:20, the latest I've ever done it, I put her in for her nap. I hope she'll sleep for a couple of hours before our trip to Middletown and Cara's visit to her great grandmama, her grandma and her aunt.

11/4/06 (Saturday)

When George and Cara got here, he was bragging about how well she had fed herself yogurt earlier. She went right to the high chair - a clue that she is hungry - and he proceeded to facilitate a demonstration. I am happy to report that, with a bib around her neck and a towel covering the rest of her, she did an admirable job of feeding herself yogurt. We think we need a better bib, or maybe a little raincoat!

Cara also demonstrated other new skills. She is adept at climbing onto our dining room chairs now, which means she can stand eye to eye with the gold fish in our big tank upstairs. The little rascal also got up onto our table and poured out some salt before we got hold of her. She has added a new step to her dances; in addition to waggling her hips, she twirls herself around. Once is good, twice is good, but three in a row made her stagger. She opened up the "Five Little Monkeys" book and immediately said "shhhh," which is a major theme in that book.

Great-grandma Emily came by with a little bag of toys from the dollar store; Cara enjoyed carrying things around in the bag. She also enjoyed books, especially Winnie the Pooh which we read both in a paperback Disney version and in an old hardcover (well, we looked at the pictures and I summarized the stories) which she picked up, opened, examined, and carried to me.

The delight of her heart, however, was a set of four Disney figures that Grandpapa had purchased to serve as new bath toys at our house. They are rubbery, brightly colored figures of Micky, Minnie, Donald and Goofy, and Cara worked mighty hard to hang onto all four at once whenever she could. During her bath she kept them clutched tight against her little belly, even though they could swim perfectly well. Afterwards we had to pry them from her grip to get her arms into the sleeves of her sleeper.

I kept Cara up a little bit late last night. I wanted to get her to bed without tears, so I sat that sleepy little girl in my lap, her head on my shoulder, and read through her favorite big book here, the collection of Stories, Songs, Games & Rhymes. Usually when I lay her down to sleep she pops right up again and makes a vocal protest; last night she went down without a peep and slept the whole night through.

Shortly after seven this morning we tiptoed downstairs to find her lying on her back, quietly, with her eyes open and her Disney people in her hands. I lifted her out of the Pack'n'Play. "Uh-ohh," she said, looking down. Donald had been left behind. Grandpapa retrieved him, and we enjoyed some of my favorite minutes of our visits, the first, warm, sleepy minutes when Cara stretches while I get her dressed. Upstairs, we know, Grandpapa is busy getting breakfast ready, and as soon as she was dressed Cara headed right up the stairs to her high chair. She had a good appetite this morning and thoroughly enjoyed her eggs, cheese and toast, appropriately warning herself that the eggs were "hot" before she ate them.

After breakfast it was back downstairs where she was so intent on her toys that she paid no attention at all when we let the cat back in. All too soon it was time to go home, and Cara cried when she was strapped into the carseat. Good-byes are difficult, but I'm sure she will be happy to get home.

This morning Cara had a normal morning with us, except that her hair was funny. She must have slept on it weird and it was fluffed out. She had some problems with it frizzing out during the day because of the dryness, and when she woke from her nap in the afternoon Evelyn even took the drastic step of combing it (causing Em to ask if she'd gotten it cut).

In the morning we played and so forth until her South Jersey Grandparents arrived. Some playtime with them happened, then they had to go down to the basement for work. We finally had lunch after 1 and then put Cara in for her nap. She slept for over two hours, and then we saw that Em was outside with PJ and the rest of the family, messing with some new trees Ron planted recently. So we woke Cara up and went over to help (or stand around while it got done). Cara did not take kindly to being woken up, dressed, stuffed into her very thick winter coat and toted outside. She was quite miserable unless I held her, and the only thing she really enjoyed was watching BJ the dog frisk around with Zach, the neighbor dog. Eventually we went inside out of the cold and we all sat down to watch The Muppet Show. Since Ron is out of action (bad back) and Em has to try to take care of Casey and PJ and go to work, we decided it was time to lend them our favorite DVD collection. We all sat down and Cara and PJ in particular were mesmerized by the show. PJ sat still for longer than I can ever remember and watched quietly.

Soon it was time for the Loefflers to have dinner, so we three went back to the house and played for a bit. Cara has a pumpkin reflector thing that she got at Susan's Halloween party; it's attached to a long string that goes around her neck. Lately she has been putting it on herself and wearing it around. She also made several attempts today to wear her hand puppet toy. She also kissed it several times, and even kissed me a couple of times. Finally Cara has kissed a real person! But Cara's kisses are air kisses; no contact is made with the kissee. She also seems much more interested in saying a much wider variety of words; today I believe I heard her say "chair," "table," "one," "two," "what," "on" (after I explained to her that the keyboard was "on" when she pushed the power button), "mommy," "honey," and many other of her favorites. She also has become very interested in pretend sleeping. She does it with many of her toys and also does it herself: tonight she was lying down and making fake snoring noises everywhere. Mommy played along and said that everyone had to be quiet because Cara was asleep.

We had a good dinner of tacos (Cara did not have tacos, but did have some of our refried beans), but all too soon it was time for the tub and books. It was a nice bath with Battle Cat, who is the only toy she really needs these days in our daily baths. He has all sorts of adventures climbing around the tub, and sometimes Cara will hand him over to me so I can do some funny play-acting with him. Cara doesn't ever want to get out of her bath these days, because it's cold out there! But then she gets into her warm pajamas and gets to grab her toothbrush and run around a bit.

Evie got some new books at the library today, so I selected some of those and read a few to Cara. I thought perhaps I should show her at least one that she was familiar with, an old favorite, before putting her down, but decided against it and stuck her in the crib. Bad idea! She was absolutely miserable for a while and, having both read Grandma Janet's passage about the Friday night "no tears" bed time, we decided Cara could stand some Advil and a few more books, which is what her Mommy is giving her right now.

11/05/06 (Sunday)

For two nights in a row, now, Cara has been up reading books until almost ten. We'll see how tonight goes! Lately I have been concerned that I'm not reading to Cara very much, since we've been spending so much time out at parks and things, so I was glad yesterday to definitely get back into the swing of things.

I went to the library yesterday and got some books that have turned out to be good. Two are Berenstain Bear books that I remember from when I was a kid. Cara likes the ones that rhyme, and I'm not sure she's into the others. It's ironic, because when we started with our two Berenstain books, there were far too many words for Cara. Now, she seems really to enjoy the sound of the language. Steve and I had both noticed that she seems to appreciate rhyme, so I got a book of rhymes. It's quite long, and there is a separate poem on every spread. Garth Williams illustrated it! The rhymes are really clever and cute, and Cara and I went through the whole thing last night. She seems to like one particular page, and she reacted to it again today when Steve read it to her. The picture she likes features several giant redwoods. She talks and touches them. We're not at all sure why. Another good book I found at the library is the monster party book. The pictures are colorful and funny, and there is actually a little bit of Seuss-like rhyme. It's fun. The monsters send their invitations out by tying them to balloons and floating them away; "Uh-oh!" says Cara!

Today went very fast. Here's an overview: We cleaned the house. Cara and I went and did groceries. We had lunch. Cara napped and we cleaned some more. Cara woke up and we went to Grandpapa's house. We came home and put Cara to bed. There were some cool, exciting parts.

I was in the upstairs hallway, and I noticed Shelby the cat near the bathtub. When I looked back again, she was in it, sticking her head up, clearly waiting for someone to come and get her. I'm not sure what she thought would happen then. I heard Cara and her daddy coming upstairs, so I told Cara to go find Shelby. Shelby left quickly upon discovering who would be her discoverer, but it was then that we found out that Cara can, in fact, climb into and out of the bathtub. She thought it was a little funny to sit in there without any water. She did it a few times in the morning, but we didn't give her a chance to repeat her feat this evening; we got her in and out of her bath the old-fashioned way.

One book I got is a book of opposites. A little monkey is upside down, but on another page she's right-side up. Cara can show me who's upside-down, but when I ask her who is right-side up, she is stumped. She gets up, bends over, and looks at me through her legs: upside-down.

In the bath, Steve has been working with Cara on pointing her fingers while dancing. This of course does not mean that she can dance in the bath. She can point, though. It turns out that this is something that the Wiggles do. Cara now also does it. As I was pushing our cart out of the supermarket, Cara was pointing and clearly dancing as hard as one can dance while strapped into a seat and wearing a bulky coat.

While we were playing downstairs, I got my first air-kiss. I'm very pleased to have been the second person to get one!

I always try to bring things to the supermarket which will amuse Cara. Today I brought her sharks and a snack trap of puffs. In the car, Cara was reading a book. For the first time, she brought it with her into the store. She spent half the trip reading her alphabet book.

When we got home this evening, it was dark. From Steve's arms, Cara jabbered and gestured at the light switch until I turned it on. We had no idea she understood those!

Steve mentioned that Cara started saying "one" and "two." I haven't been really sure about the "one," which seems to be a homophone of "run," but she did start saying "two " yesterday. All day, I have been getting more and more sure that she knows it's a number. She shows me things in books, usually three things, I admit, and tells me there are two. If I hold up two things and ask her how many there are, she often says "two." She did this at Grandpapa's house, impressing several of my relatives! Later she and Steve were in my old bedroom, where there are toy animals attached to the molding. Cara bent down to them and pointed. "One, two,"she identified. After her bath, she dropped her toothbrush on the floor to pick up the combs on Steve's dresser. "Two," she told us. She seems to be able to count to two.

11/06/06 (Monday)

Cara and I had a wonderful day! I'm off from work all week, so my little girl and I have a few days of fun. (There are also two days when Cara goes to daycare and I have fun without her.)

In the morning we read a lot of books. Well, we read a few books several times each. I gave her a waffle, and eventually she dropped it and I took it back and toasted it. I got Cara dressed in her brown pants and tan sweater; it was the perfect day for her brown shoes. However, Cara got out her old bright pink shoes with pineapples on them. She tried to put them on; she was clearly determined to wear them. I really didn't think they would fit, but I held them up against her feet and they seemed okay. Having failed in my attempt to show her that they wouldn't work, I gave up and put them on her. For the first time, Cara really got to select what she would wear!

We drove down to south Jersey to see Grandmom and Grandpop. Cara was happy to see them, but she may have been the most excited about seeing Rusty. He was thrilled to see her, too. The first thing that happened was that Janet and I went out shopping. We got Cara two new sweaters and a new outfit, and then we went to a teacher store (I got some stuff for school) and got a cool puzzle. The puzzle is sort of a matching game. There are cards with splotches of color on them, and there are cards with pictures on them. The color cards fit into the cards of pictures with colors that match. It will be great to help Cara figure out her colors.

We got it out when we got back to the house, but Cara was really too distracted to play with it. She had had a great time with her grandpop. Lots of things had been given air kisses, including Rusty. She had taken most of the toys out of her toy box. She had her Legos spread out in the living room, and for the first time I saw her really fit some together.

Cara and Rusty wanted to go play outside. "Wun!" Cara cried, running across the lawn. She loves watching Rusty run around. She tries to throw his toy for him, but it only goes a few feet. Fortunately, Rusty doesn't go after it unless it's really thrown. There were lots of times today when he could have knocked her flat if he wasn't careful, but he never did--he's a good dog! Janet got out a little snow shovel for Cara to take home, but first we had to play with it today. Cara had lots of success dragging it all around the yard, and she had moderate (well, that's being generous) success shoveling leaves.

Rusty got tired and lay down, so I started playing with him. If you lunge at him as if you wanted to get him, he'll get up and run and run and run. You can stand around for a while before you have to lunge at him again. Cara joyfully joined in, bending over at him to look threatening. He went right along, playing with her just as he would with anyone. He was actually tired, though, so he ran less and less and soon we started to go in. First, Janet got out the bubbles. "Bubbles!" Cara said. It seemed like all day I was looking in amazement at other people to ask whether they just heard her say what I just thought I heard her say. I know I'm not going to remember all of her new words. She and Rusty chased the bubbles, and Cara got to blow some herself. Rusty was not invited to.

We went in and played a little more, and then I wanted to change Cara so we could go out. She decided she really didn't want to leave, so she did her best to look very busy. She wouldn't make eye contact, and she wouldn't let me get in front of her to pick her up. Eventually I won out. We refilled her sippy cup and gave it back to her. I'm pretty sure she said "mine." We got into the car and headed for the mall.

We had lunch in the food court; I got Cara a hot dog. I should have gotten two! She finished it quickly and shared some fruit with her grandmom. We showed Cara the giant Christmas tree. She was impressed. She ran along the glass wall of the balcony to get a better view. We let Cara climb on the rides; they were really cute ones! There was a boat with Tigger on it, which we actually put money in. Cara wasn't exactly scared because it moved, but she wasn't crazy about it either. I think that for now we'll stick to climbing on unmoving rides. We got pictures of her in a police car and a red sports car with Stuart Little, though she's standing in front of him.

I think Grandpop was Cara's favorite person today. She made him carry her all over, asking him instead of me a lot of the time. We went into Sears to look at snow suits, because the thrift shop hadn't had the kind we wanted. Cara loved running around in the clothing department. My favorite part was when she grabbed a package of underpants (they had Elmo on them, but I don't think that's why they were chosen) and ran for freedom. "Elmo" was another thing I'm pretty sure she said today.

From the mall we headed for Toys R Us. It was Cara's first time there, I think. She was very tired, but she eventually perked up and had Grandpop put her down. We looked at tricycles, which we will definitely have to invest in next spring. They are in the same section as those little motorized cars, and Grandpop let Cara sit in one! She liked it, but she's not getting one.

Cara's favorite thing of all was the big train set she got to play with. There were lots of wooden tracks and one lonely engine. The table had four or five little plastic chairs around it. Cara sat on all of those chairs at least twice each. She drove that little engine all over. We were there, literally, for at least twenty minutes. It's absolutely irrational, but I'm pretty sure we were all thinking about buying it for her. We know, though, that at home it would never be as much fun as it is in the store.

Eventually even the indulgent grandparents got tired of the train set, and it was time to head for home. We had come in separate cars, so we said good-bye in the parking lot. Grandpop became the third person to get an air-kiss!

Cara only slept for about an hour in the car, so we tried to have a nice relaxing evening. Cara snuck down to the basement and then, when her daddy came after her, pretended to be very busy coloring with the crayons she had brought down. She then tried to eat one and gave herself a nice green mustache. While she was in the bath, Steve was talking to Cara. I forget what he was talking about, but he said something would happen "in a while." "In a while," Cara clearly started trying to say. She wasn't remarkably clear, but she was really going for it. That's the longest phrase I've heard her attempt.

Anyway, after a long, good day, that little girl's in bed.

11/7/06 (Tuesday)

Today Steve was staying home and Cara was going to daycare, so when my alarm went off at 5:15 I turned it off and decided to go back to sleep. Of course, at 5:45 Cara woke up and insisted that we join her. She was perfectly cheerful and we had a nice, if early, morning. I made Cara some eggs, which she mainly ignored. We read some books. Cara and her daddy watched The Wiggles, which continues to mystify me. Around 7:30, Steve took Cara off to Susan's.

Steve and I had a busy morning; we got some Christmas shopping done. We got presents for Casey and PJ, and we got our main item for Cara. We comparison-shopped and everything! We decided to get her the Weebles castle set. There are other items that go with it, but we restrained ourselves. I do like that Goldilocks playset, but maybe we have enough Weebles now.

We picked Cara up around 4:30. Their art project today was interesting; it was about hibernation, like the bear in its cave last week. This time, it was bugs who were hibernating. There was a thing representing a branch or a piece of bark, and there were little red pompoms representing bugs. Sleeping bugs. Susan doesn't make these up; they're from some sort of official curriculum.

Cara was happy to see us, but this was nothing compared to how she felt about seeing Buster the cat. She went right over to the Elmo couch and lay down with Buster, putting her arm around her and kissing her, repeatedly. Buster's reaction was a huge contrast to what it was a few weeks ago. She stayed put and allowed this to happen for a while before she got up and walked away. I was impressed.

Cara convinced us to give her some yogurt before dinner, and then she got me to give her more before bed. She seems enthusiastic about it, which is nice because it has plenty of calcium. It's good practice for her to eat it, too; sometimes she doesn't make a horrible mess.

We all played downstairs for a while. Steve and I made the mistake of purchasing two stepstools for Cara today. "Two!" she said. (We're still not really sure whether she can count or not.) I put one in the bathroom and stood her on it, and I turned on the water in the sink. Cara was able to dabble her hands in the water; she loved it. After a while I turned off the water and tried to convince her to get down. She would, but then she'd get back up. This can be a good thing and a bad thing.

Cara and Steve were playing with her old winter hats, which was pretty funny. We all, including the big rubber duck and the Playmobil daddy, got turns wearing them. This morning we had also bought Cara mittens, and so I put on my gloves. She thought they were very funny, so when Steve showed her her mittens she was not unprepared for the idea. We got a pair onto her hands, sort of. She has no concept of the thumb, as yet. She looked like she was wearing oven mitts, and she ran around laughing. I thought they would feel good on her face, so I touched mine with my gloves. She responded by playing peek-a-boo with me, putting her mittens over her eyes.

Steve gave Cara a bath and read to her and put her to bed, leaving me feeling like a very negligent parent. I'll do better tomorrow!

11/8/06 (Wednesday)

Here's a somewhat distressing development which we've been dealing with for the past couple of days: Cara has learned to climb into her high chair. It's time to put it away, but I haven't found a place yet. This weekend, I hope, we'll be able to sort things out. All day she's been in and out of that thing, mainly climbing up when she was hungry, I think. She's been an absolute yogurt freak, too, but she can't tell us that that's what she wants; she has to wait until we show it to her. When she sees what she wants, she doesn't say "yes." She still says no, but she reaches out her arms for it. Life isn't bad; she feeds herself like a big girl and she's getting a lot of calcium.

Today was supposed to be our playdate with the twins, but they canceled. It was pouring rain all day, too, so we only really left the house once. We went to the gym, because we had an appointment. Cara made out okay in the Kids Klub for a long time, but she was starting to cry when I came in to get her. She was fine as long as I was with her, but she was definitely tired this morning. She rubbed her eyes, she lay around, she didn't really want to play. When I brought her upstairs for her nap, she struggled. After I changed her diaper she got away and headed for the stairs. I caught her, and she really struggled to get away! I put her down, and she was done crying and sound asleep by the time I got to the top of the stairs.

I know I always say this, but we read a lot of books today. Well, it felt that way, but really we read a lot of Berenstain Bears. We have three of them now that rhyme, and I am sure I did each one twice. I read at least four times. "Ho-ney," Cara says, pointing at one of the books. She's right, there's a lot about honey. Honey has been her word for over a week, I think, but we hadn't heard her applying it to anything before this. She's right; she can identify the honey pot.

Cara was in better shape in the afternoon, having had a three-hour nap, so we played downstairs. We did some coloring. I drew smiley faces and Cara colored on them. She really is trying to color pictures, but she holds the crayon by its very end, so she has almost no control. I tried a little bit to show her other ways to hold it, but really I think she has to figure it out herself. Piglet was there while we were coloring, and he offered to color. I held him so that I could pinch a crayon between his arms, and he drew, too. Cara loved him.

We also got out Cara's foam blocks. I built a road and we had fun driving cars on it. I also built an arch and we looked at each other through it, but Cara was not as excited about this as PJ gets. That's my favorite thing to do with him.

Tonight PJ, Casey, and Em came over for dinner. The kids had hot dogs, and I had an epiphany. If I put my fork into the hot dog sideways, I can cut a few pieces at a time without moving the fork constantly! I can't believe I never figured that out before. We watched Veggie Tales, and PJ demonstrated that he may be a better dancer than Cara. Well, she probably just wasn't quite on the top of her game tonight. PJ, however, can get off the ground a little bit when he jumps. It was nice to have the kids all together again. There was no fighting and no real crying, just some mild and excusable crankiness.

One of the library books I got out is something about Donald Duck's fiesta in Mexico, and I confess that I looked at it perhaps twice and quit. Steve must have persevered, though, because Cara was hanging onto it for dear life after brushing her teeth tonight, and when she opened it and I asked her, she could identify the piñata.

One last note: in our long reading session tonight, I let Cara down off the glider a few times so that she could pick a book to read (a large pile of which were scattered on the floor nearby). At one point, having picked up a book, she handed it to me and said "Dis book."

Finally, if you haven't yet, go back to the home page and then on to the videos page--there are quite a few new movies on there!

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