My dad was watching Peter at our house. He watched him crawl all the way across the kitchen to the door to the porch. He watched as Pete carefully went sown the 3-4 inches to the platform. Pete hung out there a couple minutes and then ventured down the other step, with Dad hovering close by. At first Peter looked like he was going to make it, but at the last minute he crashed to the ground. He got a little scrape on his nose and cried for about 10 seconds.
Dad felt bad, but it's not so bad.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
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