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Tuesday, August 7, 2012
Dora invasion
Eva's imagination has sure been taking off lately. We got a bag full of cast-offs from my cousin whose kids grew out of Dora the Explorer and a few other things, and Evalee found one of the DVDs a few days later and requested to watch it. Since then, it's been unreal how much she pretends to do things from the show. Now every door she sees is a "knock-knock door" that won't open, every tree elicits a gasp followed by a "Swiper the Fox!", and every time we go to the back yard she has to "March, march, march" up our hill in the back. We never know when that ol' Swiper the Fox will make an appearance. Sometimes it's on the car on the way to the grocery store, other times it's in the middle of the sermon at church. He's a sneaky fox, that Swiper.
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