... clap your hands!
She's getting pretty good at smushing her hands together when I sing this song to her. My favorite, though, is when she does it when I walk through the door of her day care or when Brad or I walk into a room. Pair the hand-clapping with her big, cheesy grin, and I melt.
She might be able to get away with just about anything for the rest of her life if she continues to clap and smile when I walk into the room.
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