Frances is starting to string more and more words together. Like no, moo. This could mean a few things. No, you can't hold the book, the cow puppet has to hold the book. No, you can't share my apple, the cow puppet has to share my apple. Or, no you can't pick me up, the cow puppet has to pick me up.
Also this week hugging and kissing. Everything. Cow of course, but also the non-cow, like shampoo bottles, elbows and sweet potatoes. After she hugs and kisses them you have to hug and kiss them too. It's only fair really.
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