3 Things: A Baby Bat, A Super Ball Family & A Leap
Why, yes, let's go in with wide open minds and a desire to free the words
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for those of you who follow along in the adventures of my three-year-old foster grandson, Z:Z has taken to pretending to be Baby Bat. It started one night, when, fully unprompted, he looked up at me and proclaimed, “I be Baby Bat, you be Big Bat.” He flapped his arms clumsily for emphasis. “Okay,” I replied. “Hi, Baby Bat.”
Now, two w…