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08:08 am: dirty hands
Teddy got completely filthy last night, and I'm not sure exactly how. But on the way downstairs, he carefully folded his hands forward and put the backs against the (very white) wall. "My hands are dirty," he explained.

We've never made a fuss about dirt at home, but I have to admit that I'm secretly delighted at his sensitivity. Not that I want him to worry unduly about mess, but a little concern is not a bad thing at all.

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