Soon, soon
ze itchy feet eez itchy!
oh look, i even plotted our train route. (dork)
Raymond. that's probably not your name, but hey.
My son found a friend in our floor by the name of Raymond. Okay, so I probably misheard that. Bloody language barrier. This scooter riding little boy about 2 years ahead of A likes to wave every time he sees us. He's a bit of a snoop too. Raymond has a scooter and a bike, one of which he'll ride towards our end of the floor. I swear A will be getting those too, when the right time comes so for now it's just a matter of amusement, seeing him get all excited with Raymond and his toys. The husband and I have this running joke of A befriending our Block's pint-size bully, giving him the immunity of the neighborhood. haha. Actually, he's done that already. I don't know, he finds odd-looking people cute. This kid on our floor is far from looking like a bully, he is just too damn charming. He visits A everyday, late afternoon. No kidding. Even if A acknowledges his presence (reads: tries to grab him, even chase him on the scooter) or not. One day I decide...
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