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Zackery was two going on three and just starting to learn how to spell his name. One day I noticed a 'Z' that had been written on the wall behind the couch. I asked Zackery if knew anything about how a 'Z' got on the wall. He got a little embarrassed, but didn't fess up to writing the 'Z'. I smiled and told him we shouldn't be writing on the walls.
I've left the 'Z' there on the wall. Years have gone by, but it brings back good memories of when Zackery was a little one each time I see that 'Z' on the wall.
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