Talking

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After begging Calvin to talk for years, we finally have a chatter box on our hands. Calvin will not stop talking. He has even started to tell us jokes. Here's a new favorite:

Knock, knock
Who's there?
Toilet
Toilet who?
Toilet paper

He tells that joke to me every day and he thinks it's hilarious.

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Heather said…
This is beyond hilarious!!!!!
October 1, 2013 at 8:36 PM
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