Before the soupy inversion air set in, Dennison and I had some fun with David and Annie sledding. I think my favorite part is the very Baxter-like touch of the chickens running out of the way. The other funny thing that happened this day was the realization that Dennison is an expert translator, we speak to him in our language (which he understands perfectly) and translates it into his own (which must be better because he prefers it). David was explaining that a rooster is a daddy chicken, Dennison replied that is was a "daddy bok" (because chickens say bok bok bok). This is only one example of many. He is at a pretty fun age right now, and I am pretty lucky that is such a good kid.
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