Move over, Elton John
I might not have told you that I sing and play the piano. Well, check it out for yourself by clicking here or on the photo of me at the piano.
There's otherwise not all that much to report since last time. I've been playing with Rachel, my cars, and Grandma Babe.
Yesterday I started throwing food at dinner time. I have an excellent arm. For some reason, the parent's don't seem impressed.
You also may not know about my fascination with shoes. Here's me hiding every single shoe in the laundry room.

One of my favorite games these days is hide-and-seek. I call it "Daniel-boo" when I'm hiding, and "Papa-boo" when I want him to hide.
That's about it for now. Oh, my excema is all cleared up.
Love, D.
1 comment:
Dear Daniel, Nice sounds you make on that piano! Did I hear you sing e i e i o from the song about the farmer? Leo was here last week and in our closet he found an old guitar that belongs to your papa. I bet you can learn how to play that as well. Looking forward to seeing you about 3 weeks. Love from farmor.
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