B has a sweet way of speaking that makes everything he says seem right. The other day L was throwing books on the table and I asked B why they were throwing books. "It was not me." he sweetly replied. Of course not. His ability to clearly articulate and not contract words makes a huge difference. If he'd said "It wasn't me!" I would not have believed him.
Someone for the ward was substituting for Sunbeams. They said that B is a handful but that he's just so cute that no matter what he does, it's cute. This is troubling but true. I try really hard to teach him to be decent.
B is very strong. I don't know how he is even holding on to this pillar but he had to be told to stop when he was 5 feet off the ground because, yikes!
Grandpa took the kids to fly kites at the beach. B waited patiently while the 3 older children were handed kites and set up. Finally he got to fly one and he just kept holding on and flying it. When I took the reel to wind it in I was amazed at how strong the pull on it was. It was at least 10 pounds of pull that he'd been pumping up and down watching the kite wiggle for a long time.
B has been blessed to have an amazing Sunbeam teacher. She posted adorable movies and pictures of the children. She sent home handouts that they remembered and cherished. It was awesome.
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