Elliot has inherited a tent with a tunnel entry from a neighbor, with the promise that it saves the day when stuck inside during the bad winter weather. So far, it's a hit.
Yes, that's some random piece of an electronic he's playing with... ??
The insistence to read usurps the parking himself in the toybin to play.
We have some good videos to post, too-- Elliot has gotten so he cracks up if I say a certain phrase a certain way (the phrase varies from, "What do ya know, Joe?" to "Whatcha think about that?") and will just keep cracking up when I keep saying whatever the choice words are for the moment. I'll get some of those up soon.
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