Tonight after dinner Clare and I came upstairs to play. She climbed up onto the couch, grabbed the remote control, and handed it to me. I looked at her, she looked at me, she pointed to the tv. "Enh", she said with a nod. I looked at her, she looked at me, she pressed some buttons on the remote. I turned the television on to Treehouse Channel.
We ended up watching a lamb break dance and a kangaroo learn to skip.
Talk to you soon,