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You're Too Loud

The other night we were in the playroom while we were eating dinner. Zoe and Cheryl were sitting at the table, as they normally do, and I was on the couch. There was something on TV, most likely the Nightmare Before Christmas, and Cheryl and I were talking about our day. We must have been talking a little too loud for Zoe's taste because she stopped eating, turned to Cheryl and said, "You're too loud." We both laughed when she said this, to which she repeated, "You're too loud."

Cheryl made sure to apologize and we waited until later in the evening to finish our conversation. This was the same night that Zoe actually fell asleep on the couch, which is not something that she has ever done before. I was able to snap a couple of pictures.



She woke up after a half hour or so very upset that she wasn't still sleeping. It was never more clear to me that Zoe is just a miniature version of her mother.

Last night I finally had some of the new pieces to try out our porch theater again. The audio and video were of a much higher quality, not that Zoe cared. It was difficult to get a good picture of what this all looks like, so you'll have to settle for this one.



Zoe was still very excited to see her movies out on the porch. She was also entertained by me putting my hand in front of the projector and kept insisting that I do it again. Hopefully when we finally go to the drive-in she won't find that as entertaining.

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