Part of this past week was devoted to the delights of grandparenting so this is a shorter post. I continue to be amazed and impressed at what a not-yet-3 year old comprehends, expresses and imagines. There is a steady stream of conversation, lots of singing (all the verses of “London Bridge Is Falling Down”—even ones …
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