...her brother
Max brought Kira 'white blankey' and when he decided he wanted it back (one second later) he was nice enough to fetch her another blankey. Because the kitchen floor is clearly the best place to cuddle on the floor with blankeys.
"Look at this boo boo on my foot on my foot, Kira! I'm a bad boy. I think she's gonna cry." *Max determined that he was bad because he stepped on a car and cut his foot. And he was sure Kira would cry because his injury was so severe. But she just smiled, as usual.
First thing this morning Max asked mommy if his jersey was dirty. Yes. Always. She had slipped it into the laundry basket with full intentions of taking it right back out should Max's temper errupt. Instead, Max said he would wear his rocket ship shirt since the jersey was unavailable. It worked out perfectly, because, as he explained last night, he would need to wear his rocketship shirt to retrieve his balloon in the event that it went up in the air. Where balloons tend to go.
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