Our quiet activity of gingerbread house making turned into a marshmallow fight. It started with tossing marshmallows into each other's mouth. It ended with marshmallows everywhere and lots of giggles.
Armands called his foster mother through Skype, so I was able to hear her. I couldn't understand what she was saying, but it sounded very "motherish". He kept saying, "labi", which I think is "okay".
He is very neat. He folds his clothes and helps put things away. He picked up a stray sippy cup and put it on the counter this morning. He brushed his teeth last night like he had always done it, maybe he has?
Lap loom
13 years ago
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