This is what makes me a very special boy. Count my toes! I have a lot! I don't usually get under the covers, but I did that day. Don't I look like a big boy? 'Member the other picture of me with that quilt? I was a baby then. I'm big now. But not really big. If I was really big, I'd be like my sister, and I'd be kind of grumpy.
My mama works too long at night. I get lonely. Would you come over and play with me? I have greenies. And toys. And a real swell quilt.
Thursday, March 1, 2007
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