Last night, Max was banging Thomas's water glass around. (As an aside -- we have tons of glasses at home -- not sure why he insists on drinking from a mason jar.) She was letting us know she was thirsty:
I told her she looked like a fancy lionhead goldfish that orange vegetable stuck to her beak:
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How Max's antics warm my heart. I pray that one day my Timothy will be as free to explore as Max is. He is making strides, but it is a slow process. But I love him enough to have the patience of Job.
Hey Max, Timmy says "Hi"
Are you sure that isn't a version of a devil's horn? ;-)
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