Bathing Cole and while I'm washing him he asked me if I wanted to hear a story. I said yes and he proceeded.
"Once upon a time there was a boy named Cole. He would go around looking for eggs. He found lots of eggs in trees and by rocks and in nests. There were lots of wars and one day he got stuck in a war and then he was ok. But one day he fought in the war and then he got shot." {big "I'm so proud of myself for making up a story" grin}. Such a smarty pants.
"Once upon a time there was a boy named Cole. He would go around looking for eggs. He found lots of eggs in trees and by rocks and in nests. There were lots of wars and one day he got stuck in a war and then he was ok. But one day he fought in the war and then he got shot." {big "I'm so proud of myself for making up a story" grin}. Such a smarty pants.
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