Something John enjoyed in the days preceding Christmas was playing with the boxes each time they arrived at the front door. Here, John was endlessly jumping off this box, saying: "Ready? Ready? I jump! Again!"
John used his stool to climb onto his cardboard box house (now in his bedroom) and was trying to climb onto his bookshelf, which is when I found him. He kept crying a word I didn't understand, until I figured out that he was saying "losary" and wanted his rosary from the top shelf. He sometimes says "l" for "r," which we figured out only after a couple of worrisome days of his trying to say (and mispronouncing) "clap"!
lol I can't believe you didn't get more comments on the "clap" comment. I'm still laughing. Ha ha ha...
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