Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Imagination
Yesterday he was in rare form. He opened my umbrella, made himself a little bed on the living room floor, asked for a banana on a plate and a movie. He curled up under the umbrella and watched his movie. He said it was raining on him so he wanted some "shelter". He stayed still for almost an hour.
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