Thursday, February 3, 2011

I Love Love Love mommy's purse, especially her government ID. I love
to chew on it, stretch and snap the retracting leash, and carry it
along with me as I crawl around (click drag, click drag, click!)

I stand and clap for myself sometimes. I love snuggling, nuzzling my
face and head into your chest/belly/lap. I make wookie noises when
I'm sleepy or unhappy, and I sing when I feel comfy. Big brother
knocks me over, by accident or kind of by accident, at least twice a
day. Then I cry and he says sorry and we play some more. I yell
extra loud when he takes a toy away from me, and now he gives it back
sometimes because he knows mommy and daddy will come.

I also have a bump on my head right now, in the middle right above my
forehead. It's weird and it's worrying my parents.

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