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• Tue, Jan 22, 2008 8:14 PM

  Jake just came running over, holding his empty hands out, laughing so hard he could barely speak.
  
  All I could make out was "look," "magic," and "disappeared." He was so fully entertained by himself it took five minutes to get the full story... and even then I'm not sure I have it right.
  
  Apparently, he had something in his hand. He then stuffed it in his sock and made it "disappear." He was convinced he was doing magic for me.
  
  The only full sentence I could get from him was "I disappeared it!!" And really, "full" sentence is pushing it.
  
  Yes, just like mommy, he has no problem amusing himself into hysterics. Yet, severe problems communicating said amusement to others in a way which amuses them to the same extent.
  
  That's my boy.

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