I am finally developing enough of a vocabulary to tell the important stories that have been brewing in my brain for the past 2.5 years.
Inspired by the clouds I spotted through the sun roof while riding in the car, I shared this story with Mommy.
"The polar bear up dere went to watermelon store."
And what did the polar bear do at the watermelon store?
"Polar bear went dere get sounds. And cookies. Sifty-fee cookies."
Brilliant prose.
Love, Felix
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