Yes, though Race is not allowed, he has mastered the gate from the backyard to the laundry area. He keeps wiggling it back and forth until the latch slides out. Smartie!
"Now I am going to pick all the flowers!"
He loves the flowers in our backyard; loves to grab them and smash them, I should say. At least he has an appreciation for natural beauty?
"Oh, so thirsty..."
He is practicing the art of drinking, however most of the contents are dumped down the front of him, so we have to monitor the amount in the glass until he has figured out that he can't tip the whole thing up over his head!
"Mmmmmm, cheese right from the bowl. ¡¡Más queso, por favor!!"
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