Last night, Turner and I were playing "got your nose" while we were supposed to be resting in the recliner upstairs. (The last time we did this, he told me to put his back by his mouth. I guess he was anxious that I might not put it back in the right place.) He reached up and squeezed my nose as hard as he could, held his hand out, and said "I got your nose!" I asked what he was going to do with it. He quickly responded, "put it in garbage can."
This morning Turner was coloring pictures on the way to Gwen's. During all of his rambling, I made out the words "bugs", "lady bug", "ant", and "worms". These are his bug pictures.
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