We ran to the grocery store to grab a couple of things, and my mom decided that Gavin needed a new toy. So he came home with an Elmo that talks when you shake it. Gavin was quite a fan.
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Gavin decided that Elmo needed to sit in his little chair.
We had a little bout of cranky after our trip to the store. Gavin makes a pretty sour face when he has a mind to:
Thankfully, Elmo and Grammy were able to bring Gavin out of his funk and get him back to his happy self.
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