I found this in my journal. How time flies.
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Every day is so precious; it makes me sad when they end.
Today, after I got home from work, London and I went to the market and got some milk. We talked along the way about all the things we saw.
He points to the chestnuts on the ground and says, “wetsnuts.”
He points to the flowers and says flower. I put him so that he can smell them and he says, “nice.”
He likes to point put airplanes, ants, and bicycles and when you talk about the wind he leans in close to your face and blows – like the wind.
He also enjoys flirting with all of the girls at the market. He is quite a regular now and certainly has his favorites.
At the market London wanted a plum (num).
We had a good day. Today Sarah put up a video of London doing the Hokey Pokey on the web site. It was a huge hit at the office.
After dinner, I gave London a bath. That is always fun – or, at least, has always been fun so far. Then we brushed teeth and went out to look for the moon. It wasn’t up yet,
It was a good day. It was a very good day.
