Every day Mary tells me that she is a cowgirl and that when Patrick gets older he can be a cowboy. And then she makes him ride his rocking horse before getting on with him and riding together. It's cute for a minute but then Patrick starts trying to eat the fake horse hair and Mary squeezes him too hard and I have to call it quits after only a few verses of "Home on the Range."
This is Patrick playing with his chew-beads. It's a cute necklace for me and is made of non-toxic materials that he can chew on. And it's one of the few things he can gnaw on that doesn't squeak, jingle or clang so it's perfect for those days when Mary is napping and Patrick isn't. Who am I kidding, that's every day.
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