It's awesome. He loves it. I realized that TB had picked a bike for Ikey that very nearly matched his.
We did an art project with markers on the sliding glass doors. Jovie wrote all over herself.
Ikey made a sculpture with letters.
About five minutes after I put her to bed, Jovie started yelling, "I didn't tell you my last thing!" I let her sob and bang on her door for about five minutes before I came back. She immediately stopped crying and said, "I wish you would respond when I cry for you."
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