Blake has decided that toys are a little more fun lately, which makes me happy.
Our little poser.
My co-worker gave Blake their old train table. Apparently this kid likes trains, or choo-choos.
Blake has a new friend, Sasha. She is another one of those loyal park goers and Blake sure has a fun time with her. She is 3 years old, so I guess he likes the older ladies. We are usually at the park before she gets there with her friend (who is 6), so Sasha will run over to us..."Blake, I'm so glad you are here!" The other day Blake took a tumble and his forehead landed right on the concrete. (Both Blake and I are alright...yes, I don't do well with blood.) Sasha came over to him and said, "Blake, I'm sorry you got hurt. Maybe you will feel better tomorrow." The other fun thing is that Blake can say Sasha, so when I ask Blake if he wants to go to the park, he will say yes and then say Sasha.
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