"Look Baba, I can run like the wind!"
Evan's in the middle of a growth spurt. Each time I see him, he looks six inches taller.
Today he told me, "When I grow up, I'm going to be a great runner."
Bella, Evan, Felix (doing his latest trick, leaping over the two of them): all growing like mad. (Extra)
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