Thursday, June 29, 2006
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Tuesday, June 20, 2006
Hold the strawberries
This morning at breakfast I asked Malcolm if he would like a little sugar on his strawberries. He shook his head no, and pointed to the sky making an airplane sound. Oh, would you just like your strawberries plain? He shook his head no, and pointed to the sugar then made another airplane sound. I want my sugar plain, Mom.