Tales of Ella and Dashiell (and now baby Max!) growing up in Durham, North Carolina.
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
First sentence
This morning I was attempting to get Dashiell dressed while he was attempting to empty the contents of his bookshelf into the circus tent set up in his room (Ikea is a dangerous place. You go there for one thing and come home with ten, including a circus tent that takes up half a kid's room). As he streaked past, books in hand, I tried to grab him and get some clothes onto him. He looked at me and very seriously said "Book Get Tent". I am declaring this his first sentence. Grammatically correct, well no, but his intentions were very clear.
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