Wednesday August 28, 1996 Lark is 3 years old (nearly 4!)
Dear Lark,
You are nearly 4 years old! On Monday you came to work with me at the Springville Library. We are moving everything out of the way so the walls and ceilings can be painted and so new carpet can be laid. Daddy came too to volunteer his help.
You played with the toys in my new office. You found a little baggie with circles cut out of red, yellow, and green felt. You lined them up on the floor and then walked along them toe-heel-toe-heel while counting. Then you found a toy rake and pretended they were leaves to rake up.
You figured out how to pronounce the word "garbage" today. You told me your toy Barney told you how to say it. While you were playing you told me to "pretend I am your Mom."
G'pa Williams came to our house on Sunday for dinner. He accidently knocked over his glass and spilled his juice and broke his glass. You told him that when you spill your drink you are supposed to say, "I'm having a bad day." When we all laughed you said, "Well, it's true."
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