Friday, November 13, 2009

Farmor will you play with me?

When I got here Porter tucked at me. Farmor come play with me. So I did. He was playing with a little repair garage. I touched something trying to find out what he wanted me to do.
P: don't touch it.
Me: OK Porter. Pointing to another ting, What is that?
P: don't touch it. And don't touch this. This goes here and don't touch it!
Me: OK Porter. May I bring my car in to the shop?
P: No!
Evidently I misunderstood the invitation to play. I wasn't supposed to play with him, just observe him play.

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