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Shadow Play

Shadow play: we have a deerđŸĻŒ, an alligator🐊, a bunny🐇 and a swan đŸĻĸ. My daughter and I created animals with our shadows.  Do you have kids at home? Build visual skills by playing with shadows. I know we are stuck at home, but let’s come up with creative solutions to our boredom.



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