Tuesday, August 30, 2011

The Gravity Game

Every meal, Second Son throws his sippy cup, his spoon, his bowl, all sorts of things, on the floor. He laughs hysterically as one or another of his older siblings pick it up and puts it back on his tray so Second Son can grab it and throw it down again, laughing. "Oh!" they say, "Stop throwing things on the floor!"

Everyone laughs while Mom and Dad finish a meal almost peacefully.

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