Well, Emanuel is being his normal cheerful self. He's sitting in his chair next to me singing and blowing bubbles. The bubbles are a lot of fun. All that really means is he is now a projectile drooler. Instead of a mild stream running down his pudgy chin(s) we now have to dodge drool bubbles. But, it makes a fun buzzing noise and he seems to really enjoy himself.
I'm back... he found the cord to joystick and pulled it down. it didn't hit him, but I think he was frightened because he put up quite a fuss. So I put him now to learn to hello in four or five other languages. Because you never know when he might need to greet somebody in german or japenese. Japanese "hello" sounds to me like "ko-nee-kee-wah". It's educational for goodness sake.
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Josiah and I once decided that we would be missionaries to Japan, but all of the language that we learned was 'hello'. Oh, well. Josiah and Emanuel can carry out the great commission in the foreign land, I suppose. Love you guys. ~Aunt Carrie :)
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