Tuesday, July 19, 2005
I was carrying Celeste and she was looking over my shoulder at various people. I noticed the dog first (a cute Australian shepherd who'd gotten a buzz cut for the summer) and tried to point him out to Celeste. It took her a few moments, but she finally saw him and let out a loud "Dɑɑ!" started leaning and stretching out both arms toward the dog; it was the same move she does when Evelin walks in the door.
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