"Mommy, catch the basketball from me..... Mommy, it's a basketball." toss, toss, toss, "Good try Mommy." Joey just came up to me and we had an audible, logical conversation, albeit a short one, about playing catch with a ball. There was a little more to it, but..... wait...wait.... now he's back to screaming , grunts and groans, and crying.....that's my boy!
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