Monday, December 15, 2008

My play room

We have a great play room in the apartment complex. I am there nearly everyday after dinner and everyone there knows my name. There is a great ball pit with a slide and tunnels to climb through,

a bus I pretend to drive,

and a little store front where I sell ice cream and soy milk to my cousin Baby Ryan.

There is also a library where I go to create my own stories with the books I find

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