Today we went to a party for our friends' two-year-old, Horatio ("Rache"). There were kids all over the place, and even though she was almost the smallest one there she held her own with the big kids, taking toys away from them and generally having fun. At one point during this wild party, however, Betty and Rache and I ended up by ourselves outside playing quietly in the front yard at Rache's "bughouse."* Rache was quite smitten with Betty, whom he calls "Miss Betty." He kept picking little flowers and blades of grass and giving them to her (as you can see him doing here) and asking over and over "Miss Betty in the bughouse?" Guess that Talk about not going in the bughouse with boys may come sooner than we thought!
*I am not sure if this is what the playhouse/tent is called. I'm basing this info on what a two-year-old told me. So. Bughouse.
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