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Dr. Seuss Feet

Even those who don't have kids, know that this weekend we pay homage to the greatest master of magical places and creatures; the king of the Fizza-ma-wizza-ma-dills, Nerkles, and Yinks, the Dr. Seuss himself.

Leo even put on his Lorax approved 7th Gen diapers just for him.





But Dr. Seuss, though he is a mad genius at stringing together unlikely vowels, he is also incredibly affirming and positive in his stories. His stories seek to inspire and uplift, and honestly, out of all the kid books on our shelf, his are the only ones that I will read to the kids with the same enjoyment every single time. And whichever one of his books it is that makes it onto the bedtime reading queue, its always one that seems to apply to our life. Take this one for instance....

“You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose. You're on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the one who'll decide where to go...” 
― Dr. SeussOh, the Places You'll Go!



“So be sure when you step, Step with care and great tact. And remember that life's A Great Balancing Act. And will you succeed? Yes! You will, indeed! (98 and ¾ percent guaranteed) Kid, you'll move mountains.” 
― Dr. SeussOh, The Places You'll Go!










Comments

  1. He is so beautiful. And strong. And smart:)
    I love you, Leo..
    It must be something, as everytime I watch him, he brings joy to my heart, and smile on my face. May God keep him safe and strong.

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  2. Kyprian laughed his head off, watching Leo trying to catch the cat's tail. It's wonderful to see him so strong and active and curious.

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  3. He truly is a miracle. :)
    ~Tina

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  4. Watching Leo crawl through 3 rooms today and spinning the pinwheel in the video...He is growing in leaps and bounds in so many ways! Dr. Suess was so instrumental in my daughter learning to read so early. He was a genius:-)
    May God bless you through this Blessed Lenten time!

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