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This kid is my favourite. He likes to recycle. Everything.

Also. He walks me to the park (I didn't even know where it was) yelling "Hand!" and "Go!" after we look both ways crossing streets. This is after he decides that his dad will get a motorcycle so that he can ride on back, and Aunt Nenner will get one too. And then when he goes to bed, he tells me, "Thanks for reading with me. Thanks for eating dinner with me." Melt.

Then Chris and I played Zelda on his Wii. Heeee.