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Claire loves the markers at daycare. Half of her clothes are covered in marker at this point, so I am careful to only send her to daycare in the same clothes each week. It is a fashion delight. Anyway, I ventured out and bought her a small dry erase board with some markers on Saturday. They were a hit, although as you can see, I stripped her down to her nothingness before setting her loose.

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Erin&Joshua said…
Her hair is getting sooo long!
Anonymous said…
Ok..I can see i have some work to do with her..she is using the power grasp..Maybe I can provide therapy for free during Thanksgiving to ensure she will surpass her milestones!

Love ya,
Jessica
Kara said…
This one is all about the power, so the grip is fitting. No therapy other than language at my house. She is advanced in that area, so there! The big issue is that I only want an average kiddo--no socially ackward smart kids for me.
Erin&Joshua said…
You two crack me up! Can I get some therapy from someone??? How about retail therapy - anyone?

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