THUMP!
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I hear Grace giggling.
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THUMP!
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Grace laughs harder.
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Mommy: Grace, what are you laughing at?
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THUMP!
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Grace: Buhrd! Buhrd! and giggles some more.
And sure enough, outside our window is this little guy. The thumping was the poor thing flying into our window! After knocking himself silly he finally flew away. I wonder if he'll fly by again tomorrow to say good morning.
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