Robin’s added a new word to his vocabulary, and mastered a new skill.
The word: “Poopy.”
The skill: Nose-picking.
Isn’t it interesting how fingers and nostrils remain exactly the right size for each other through all stages of development?
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June 1st, 2009 at 8:43 pm
Too be fair he’s been nose picking for a while now, and he doesn’t quite use poopy in context yet.