This morning I spent ten to fifteen minutes looking around the house for an imaginary bug. When Brennden woke up this morning the first words out of his mouth were, "Where'd the bug go?" He then dragged me around the house to help him look for it. He must have liked the bug alot to be looking for him so diligently. But Tigger finally managed to distract him. However, Tigger was sad and crying so I had to hold him and give him loves until Brennden decided that Tigger was all better. He has such an imagination.
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