Today was such a perfect fall day. Petie and I just stayed close to home. We watched a flock of turkeys in the yard, we went for a walk, and we stared at each other a lot. Peter was looking at me in the eyes and I think he could see his own reflection because he kept reaching up and trying to grab my eye.
Peter loves cups. If you are drinking out of a mug or glass, he will watch you with grave intensity and try with all his might to get his little hands on it. I feed him cereal out of dixie cups and yesterday he really got a hold on one:
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| There's no stopping me now! |
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| Nummy. |
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