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Yesterday Mommy laid down a blanket on the back lawn where she blew bubbles at you for so long she got light-headed and needed to lay down herself. You quickly recognized her as a jungle gym. You practically leapt to your feet using Mama for support and stared wide-eyed at the bottle of bubble potion a few feet away while pumping your hips like Tom Jones.
After climbing around some you held up both hands and stood, if only for a moment. And to show it wasn't a fluke you re-gained your balance and did it again, raising your hands up near your shoulders and not immediately falling down. Mom and I were impressed with the effort, and I'm almost convinced you knew what you were doing.
Dad
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