Speaking of naked...
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There are many things that I hope my kids remember about me and Tyler when they are grown. But all those good things will probably be pushed aside to make rooms for weird memories like this:
Meet Pele. (Pele means 'skin' in Portuguese)
He is very talented. It is said that he can stand on his head, whistle, blow bubbles, wiggle his eyebrows and juggle. I have not personally seen him do all these things, but he looks like someone you can trust.
The kids were amused. Robyn was giggling so hard. She has a sense of humor closest to Tyler's. (She enjoys the potty humor as well. She told me yesterday that tutor sounded like a bad word. I told her that it was someone who teaches others, often a specific subject. She then walked around singing, "Mommy is a tooter." See...real mature, like her father.) Daisy was not sure what to make of Pele, but she sang along with him to all the songs she knew.
Sadly Pele had to leave. I'm sure he'll be back again some day. And then I can take a picture of his 'surprised' face because that is worth seeing.