
Yesterday I overheard R and S playing with cars. It went something like this:
S: She can do amazing things, can't she?
R: Yes
S: It's because she learned it from her mom.
When the R and S sang with the primary kids, S (at least to me and one other person in the room other than W) sang louder and pretty much drowned out all the other 20 primary kidlets (although I am not exactly sure the Sunbeams were singing). Um, it was . . . bribery; not the drowning the other children out--just singing loudly and happily. Maybe next time I need to a: not bribe her or b: offer a smaller bribe.

I just came in from the other room. S was singing softly and had T wrapped up in a blanket and was feeding him banana in between his sprints to and from the blanket. She is such a dear little mother.

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