18 Month Old Rambling

We have grandson, Will, over for a sleepover.
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You have to wonder at the thought process of an 18 month old human, as he has dedicated himself to dragging a plastic race track toy from the living room, the dining room, through the kitchen, into the hallway and finally back into the living room.... not once, but ten consecutive, non-stop times.
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Each lap has been performed very purposefully. It's been tiring for me watching him while sitting in my easy chair. I can't imagine how exhausted Joanne must be chasing him around.
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Maybe it's not all that random. I suppose it's more productive than posting to this pathetic blog.