Yesterday afternoon, I unloaded the dryer that was full of warm towels while Grayson watched Barney. I decided to set my big armload of towels onto the bar between the dining room and the living room, where G was. He was sitting on his little couch, minding his own business, and watching his favorite Barney DVD when a warm wash cloth fell off the bar, hit him on the head, and dropped between his couch and the wall. I laughed and said, "I'm sorry!" I wasn't expecting him to even look my way. Barney gets Gray's FULL attention! But to my surprise, he reached down, picked up the wash cloth, and extended his arm up to hand it to me. :)

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Grayson is an awesome helper, I tell ya!

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