Parker's first word was "ball" - not "mom" or "dad" but "ball." Ever since that first word, "ball" has sat atop his toy pantheon. This evening Parker spent a solid 25 minutes bouncing this small rubber basketball around his room. He'd toss it at the wall and then scramble after it . . . over and over again . . . I took a ton of pictures but they were all so blurry because he never would stop moving. Finally I had to con him into standing still for a moment. Oh, and who can resist a boy in monkey pajamas with a smile like that!
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This is going on my fridge. Quintessential Parker.
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