We spent the morning at a park in Berkeley. Peter found this bucket right when we got there and carried it around the whole time. One cute thing: Peter fell down and hurt his knee awhile back. He would point to it and we would say "Oh no! Peter hurt his knee!" Now, whenever Peter hurts himself, he calls it a "knee" He has a little cut on his hand, and he constantly points to it, saying, "Knee, knee!"
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