Noah likes to run away, and run into our bedroom, and hide (in the same place every time); he likes to feel naughty. But the new rule is that he has to ask permission first. Then after I say yes, he can be naughty. This morning he figured out how to open the trunk of the car using the lever under the drivers' seat.
Aviva is saying a few words together. For breakfast she likes eating apple slices with peanut butter, and when she wants more, I pushed her to say what she wanted. So she says "More. Butter. Please." Also she likes to peel tangerines. But she actually will not let me peel it. She demands that she do the peeling.
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