Every now and then Gregory says something that tickles both of us. I was trying to direct him to reach up on the wall and take down a painting.
"The one with the white edge."
No good.
"The one I am pointing at."
No good.
In exasperation but in a good mood I asked, "What do you understand?"
"I understand some things and not others!" was his matter of fact reply. We were tickled and laughed tears.
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