Today I had left Alder to color the car garage that we had made out of an old wipe box while I went to go get Kingston. I knew the markers were in the box with the crayons, but I thought he had not noticed where I had gotten the crayons from. Well, silly me, I come around the corner with Kingston in my arms and Alder is standing there beaming with pride over his "masterpiece." All day he would look down on his arms and smile with joy over what he had done.
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