As you can see, Benny's mind has outgrown his physical ability. It scares me. It makes me want to keep him inside away from long drops and busy roads and dog poop. I suppose, however, an enclosure for the tramp is in order and will have to do. This reminds me of when Tori was about Benny's age and stepped off the side of a porch, just in time for Dania to grab the hood of her coat with her tiny 3 year-old hands. By the time I turned and heard a scuffle, Dania's arms and hands were trembling as she held Tori up from falling to the rocks below. Little kids should stay in an egg until they are ready to be set into the world. Really, it is amazing to me that they make it to the teenage years at all.
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