If you're ever in the car with Brooklyn and happen to drive past a playground anywhere in sight, you'll hear the words "play, play" as she holds her hands together signing 'play'. Sometimes I have a hard time even finding the playground, but inevitably, if I search enough, I'll find what she's eyeing. Well this was a weekend full of "play, play" time!
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| Look at those wild locks of blonde! |
She's just as fearless on the playground as the 3 year old boy she towers over (not pictured, unfortunately):
Meanwhile, Bryson's dreaming of next summer when he dominates the spotlight with his cool kid tricks...
She can't get back to the top fast enough.
"Must find faster way. Ah ha! Climb!"
Wonder where she learned that?
...AND...she's out! "Night, night," she says:
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