Back in June, my dad made a taco with Casen in it. A taco is a blanket folded with the baby (or whoever) being carried in it. I walked into my living room (probably from working on my dissertation in my room), and said, "Dad has my baby in a taco!" Of course, when it occurred again in December with the help of my mom, I said it again. Casen as you can see, loves it!
In December, Case discovered that if he dived off his grandparents' bed, I would catch him.
Great.
But he hasn't tried again so hopefully he understands that I have to be right there to actually be able to catch him.
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