
My Mommy is pretty. People say I look like Daddy, but I hope I look like Mommy when I get bigger.
I get neat things from her knitting buddies.
We spend a lot of time smiling (Mommy smiles a lot around me).


I like her company so much that I typically won't go to sleep in my own bed when I wake up at night.
That's OK, though, Mommy takes it all in stride. I think this lady is the best!

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