Closet door

Philip grabbed me by the wrist. He pulled my hand onto his face. And then he kept pulling. I was seated at my desk, but decided I should stand up to see what Philip would do. He pulled me by the arm into his room. He led me over to his closet and then pushed my hand toward the knob. It turned out that he wanted me to open the closet door so he could play in there. Of course, part of his play is to open and close the door. Here he is at the “door open” stage.

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