Jonny's love affair with our cat remains unabated. Two of his "firsts" have happened recently, and she was in the mix for both. He crawled for the first time trying to catch her tail, and his first word was "kit".
He's ready for Clown College
Robert had a dish of whole dried plums, and I saw that Jonathan was eating one. I told Robert, "That was certainly nice of you to share your snack with Brother." He said, "I didn't give him one--he helped himself." I went over and looked in the bowl--there was one left. "How many did he take?" I asked. I realized that was a stupid question and started taking the plums out of Jonny's mouth. One, two, three, four were pulled out, just like the magicians' scarf trick.
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