Meanwhile, he continues to pick up new phrases. Just now he said, "Oh, really? You're kidding?!" when asked about something.
But who can blame him? New experiences are coming faster and faster. Yesterday he stopped at the Little America rest stop on I-80 and enjoyed his very first soft-serve cone. He learned to stick out his tongue and let one of The Staff swirl the cone. He also learned that soft-serve comes in double flavors, so one need not choose between chocolate and "manila."
So far, that pleasurable feeling has prompted waffle-making, some rearranging of decorative accents, a thorough scrubbing of the shower door, and a coffee date with KP. See how we're wallowing in Being Home?
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I haven't stopped by in a while because I'm horrible, but thought I'd tell you that I recognized the moose in a cage IMMEDIATELY. My kids swear his name is Frank. And that if you get too close he will yell at you to go away.
Apparently, he's a grumpy old man.
Totally homesick for Colorado now!!
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