Breakfast
I was trying to get Tyler to show his bear claw slippers but he was set on showing me how to sign for dog. I am not sure where the dog obsession is coming from lately but, as with everything else, we will just roll with it.
Along those dog lines, I received a call from daycare a few weeks ago with news that Tyler was pretending to be a dog, bumped into a sharp edge and lacerated his cheek. I am convinced T is on a mission to show that beauty comes from the inside. So far, we have a tooth that was knocked back into his head, 15 stitches in his forehead, reopening the stitch wound a few months after it healed and now the cut up cheek. He is only 5. I am frightened to think what else he has in store for me.
Dog Signing
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