Dang. It's the new word in our house, one that Jason picked up from Isaiah, Miss Michelle's grandson. What can you say to that? It's not really a bad word, I guess. It could be worse. And, he says it with such innocence, we can't help but smile. Dang, he's cute. His brother, too.
Jason got the chance to meet a firefighter today. The fireman was in full firefighting gear, too. He and a firetruck visited the kids at preschool. Miss Beth said Jason did not hesitate to walk up and shake his hand. If you ask him about it, he'll talk about the workings of the doors on the fire engine. You may not understand him, but he's pretty passionate about it. We were to happy to hear that news, and also, to hear that there were no "make-out" sessions in class today.
Michael learned, today, in fact, how to use his arms and his legs in unison, to crawl away from us. We're just days away from his crawling really, really, really fast. There is a particularly scary gleam in his eye when he spies things like electrical outlets. We can't wait for the excitement that is sure to come our way!
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