Dear Mackenzie,
As I type this, you are using a wet washcloth to wipe down my desk, chair and floor mat. I asked you why you are cleaning and you said, "Everything is so dusty. I want to make it nice and clean. If there is a dust on it, you clean it up. Your floor is dirty. You have to clean the dust off."
In other cuteness news, I was washing my hands and you were standing next to me making silly faces at your reflection on the silver faucet head. Hahaha!
And in loudness news, I feel as if I came back from Miami and you now THUNDER through the hallways. You used to pitter-patter across the floors when going from room to room but now your feet go STOMP-STOMP-STOMP. And when you go up and down the stairs, the THUMP-THUMP-THUMP sounds as if an elephant is clomping around, not a 3-year-old! Dude!
Love,
Mom
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