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Day 361 of year 3 (June 24, 2011)

Waiting for breakfast

Humus waffle!

Full force running

Ascending bleacher

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Day 359 of year 3 (June 22, 2011)

Mise-en-scène

New salamander from Nagyi

Who is faster: the puma or the gecko?

Found his old mate too.

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Day 356 of year 3 (June 19, 2011)

With a basket of inverted letters

I found a climbable Boppa

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Day 355 of year 3 (June 18, 2011)

Round and round in a gazebo

Ballerinas

Dancing alone

Ada as audience

First time in a bouncy house

Balling

Ain’t easy to staying upright in a bouncy house

Resting on Boppa

Lured Aunti Didi in the lair too

Limbo dance

Knockout

Do the Macarena

Twist and shout

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Day 354 of year 3 (June 17, 2011)

Getting ready to stroll

Reading Curious George in the bookstore with my toes in Spanish

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Day 352 of year 3 (June 15, 2011)

Magnetic fridge

How do they stick there?

And there?

The world is running and I am standing

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Day 351 of year 3 (June 14, 2011)

Chilling on the deck in a chair on the watertable.

Splishy.

Splash.

Fishing for a duck. (Or is that my bait?)

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Day 349 of year 3 (June 12, 2011)

Unpacking one of Nagyi’s many gifts

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Day 348 of year 3 (June 11, 2011)

Waiting for the 2011 Forestville Parade

Ready to roll

A balancing act

Petting a lama

Swinging with Daddy’s hat

Help me up!

Higher!

Faster!

Ever faster!

Stairway to heaven.

Throwing ping-pong balls

Can I try your glasses on, mama?

Thank you!

Ready, set …

Go!

Where are we going, Daddy?

Ah, there.

Then down on the superslide.

Surprise

Had too much fun

Chocolate ice-cream always revitalizes me

Mama’s lunch

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Day 347 of year 3 (June 10, 2011)

Enjoying an animal show at my day-care’s year end party.

Touching a snake.

Facing a boa constrictor.

Is that an ocelot?

Can’t touch this – a hedgehog.

The show must go on and I have to run around.

Look, a fox!

Good fox.

Shiny!

Daddy just read a Hungarian lullaby book from Nagyi and all my friends are tucked in. I can say good night now.

Shabbat means: Challah, wine and rest for Vakondok

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