I wrote several weeks ago about all of H's things and the saga has continued. He did package them for several weeks in a basket for easier carrying, as if that isn't funny enough, but there is more. Several more have added to the bunch, a glowing green frog. The Aflac duck was missing for several days under the red chair in my living room. But one more moment was last week a tiny little orange water gun was a part of the mix, it was a prize that he won at church, and he didn't ever even put water in it. It is maybe 3inches by 3 inches. Well last week at 4am, H comes to our room and to J's side of the bed, "Daddy I can't find my water gun." I cannot believe J went to his room to find it, but he did. Forty-five minutes later, giggle, giggle, J is called back to H's room because his pinkie finder is stuck in the hole of the water gun. J may of needed an extra scoop in his coffee that morning. Oh, H. Its good to know who has the highest status though, but puppy does look awfully tired.
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