Yesturday, Mommy put me in my bath tub with all my bath toys. She said she needed to get ready for church. I played with my toys for awhile but it just wasn't the same without water in my tub. So, I started to get fussy and whine. It works everytime with Mommy. I have her number. So, Mommy handed me a brush. What am I going to do with this? I hardly have any hair on my head. So, I just put it in my mouth and leaned back on the wall. I watched Mommy put stuff on her face. I wonder if she will give me that stuff she put on her face if I give her my my fake cry sound again...
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What a darling you are, Lainey. And you're very good with language. Perhaps you'll grow older and write a book. I will help if you want me to do so. You sure are sweet. Everyone loves you. I can tell.
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