Saturday, February 05, 2011

Pretty in a Poncho



In the past week, Clare has been pointing at everything and will say "tat." She points at the ceiling fan and says tat. She points at the plant and says tat. She points at the giant marlin hanging on our wall and says tat. When Steve gets home from work each night, he walks around the house with Clare and says what "tat" is to each item that Clare points at.

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