Max was in a very *spunky* mood. He ran, yes ran, all around the yard while Elijah chased him and screamed. It was really funny.
These are their serious faces.
At dinner Elijah grabbed the lemon out of my water. He wanted to eat it (he loves oranges and I think he thought it was one). I tried to tell him that it wasn't good to eat, but he wouldn't listen.
He stuck the whole thing in his mouth and was really proud of himself.
Once he tasted it he spit it out and looked at it like, "what kind of orange is this!?"
When it was time to go Elijah had to give Grandpa Frankie "bye bye kisses".
We had a good time, thanks for dinner, Grandpa Frankie.
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