We taught Connor the game of duck, duck, goose. This came after too many rounds of ring-around-the-rosy. It was time for a new one. He didn’t quite get all the rules, but he got enough to have fun! He liked best being the ducker. Duck, duck, duck – he would say it carefully and touch of each our heads. Then he would get right up close to one of us and yell Goose – usually to the last person he ducked. Then he’d laugh and we’d say run! And he would run into the next room. And we’d say, no run here and sit down and he’d run right through the circle and plop down. And we laughed and laughed and laughed.

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