Lainey wakes up and dances. In her room, straight out of bed, in her jammies. I caught her doing this just before school. :)
And this is just funny. Lainey saw this sign outside a bathroom at the library. She said, very matter-of-factly, "No smoke-blowers." (She calls cigarettes "smoke-blowers" and I just can't seem to bring myself to correct her.)
And this boy is obsessed with riding his tricycle. He always rides it barefoot, and he always insists on racing anyone and everyone. And he gets very disappointed when he doesn't win. (He's not a very good sport. He's a terrible loser!) It cracks me up when he rides it inside the house, though...he always piles all of his blankies in the back and zooms around, happy as can be. :) Usually he has that pacifier in his mouth, too, which makes it even funnier!




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