What I learned today was to laugh in the face of danger. While I sat on the beanbag, Wyatt would run full speed at me and then stop six inches from my face. I thought this was hilarious. So he did it again. And again. And again. And I laughed and laughed again, even though one slight miscalculation and he would have rammed his head through my nose.
It would have been an improvement…
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