Ian loves to be outside. He has taken to going by the front door and pointing at it. If you pick him up, he leans towards the handle. If I don’t take him out, he tries to get Steve to take him! Last Thursday a small storm blew through town. Ian and I sat on the front porch listening to the thunder and talking about everything he was pointing at. Finally the drizzle ended and he took off!
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