My brother bought KJ a little ball that looks like an eyeball. I put it to my forehead and said, "Look, my third eye" KJ thought that was funny. Today he was climbing the shelf, I asked him, "what are you doing?" He was reaching for something saying, "I want my third eye."
Since there is a police officer spending time talking to him, he has been wearing his belt and toy gun requesting that I call him "Police officer"
Friday, August 03, 2007
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