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| Henry loves pancakes. He pulled them all on to his plate at the end of breakfast. |
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| He had already eaten four pancakes at this point, so that bite was probably his last at this meal. |
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| Grace hanging on for dear life on the merry go round. |
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| She insisted I take a turn while she pushed. She's so grown up. |
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| Henry's favorite reading spot. When this cardboard box ripped at the corner, he cried for a few minutes. He was so sad. Nevertheless, he still goes back and sits in it every time he wants to read. |
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| One of Henry's favorite canvases. I have cleaned his art from this particular wall at least five times since we moved in. This time it was sidewalk chalk--easy. |
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| Another one of Henry's canvases. |
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| "Mom, take a picture of my hand in the rainbow." |
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| What a stud. He loved these sunglasses. |
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| As we peered in his sock drawer he matter-of-factly pointed to the red socks and said "red." I was so taken aback and delighted that he knew the color that I didn't hesitate to honor his questionable fashion sense. |
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| She posed for this and held it until I had at least three photos. She was being Captain Hook. |
