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Carter continues to want to be like us. It is too funny to realize the things he observes. Here he is wearing my running shoes:
and wearing Kevin's boots:
Today, he cracked us up. While we were eating breakfast, he was playing with his little vaccuum cleaner. He went in the living room, disconnected the hose and "cleaned" his Handy Mann y chair.
This morning, as we were preparing to leave for the best place on earth (Wal-Mart on a Sunday morning), I noticed Tiger was on the counter. (ok, you may never eat at my house again.) I fussed at Tiger to get down, and Carter went into the pantry and came out shaking a plastic grocery bag. We shake a bag when Tiger escapes into the garage. For some reason, this sound sends him furiously running into the house. We are rather entertained at the House house.
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