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Socks

Here is Henry's latest game: From in his drawer of socks, He takes the pairs out, one by one, And then each pair "unlocks." As soon as they are pulled apart, They're tossed up in the air Until the floor is covered, With some blank spots here and there. Yet once the fun part is complete, The learning then begins. We match the socks to make up pairs And everybody wins. The socks end up back in the drawer, Since clean-up's what we do. When Henry comes up with a game, I have a great time, too.

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Date: 9/6/2015 10:39:00 AM
I betting that's not as fun a game at home with his Mom. :)
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Ilene Bauer
Date: 9/7/2015 8:37:00 PM
ha! you are 100% correct, robert, but when it's my time with henry, we do whatever fun stuff we want to! i've earned that right (in my mind, at least!)
Date: 9/5/2015 10:05:00 AM
That is so sweet! I can tell you are enjoying your grandchild, Ilene! A delightful write! Love, Kim
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Ilene Bauer
Date: 9/7/2015 8:35:00 PM
thanks, kim! i know you have a 2 year old grandchild of your own, so you know exactly how i feel!

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