So Colt and I are looking at all of our snow pictures on my computer. He still does not recognize himself in photos. He sees Wyatt and a "baby" playing in the yard. After seeing one of the pictures he leaps to his feet and starts pointing at the screen yelling, "My bee, my bee, my bee. Baby, my bee." Apparently that baby stole his bee. He wouldn't stop screaming until Wy and I produced the actual paci. Crisis averted.
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