| MY THIRD MONTH |
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| Hello to everyone out there. Sorry to have kept you waiting for this update but my social calendar has been quite full lately so I have not had the time to sit down on the computer and bring you up-to-date with all my latest exploits. Let me tell you all about it. |
| This is my "froggy" robe given to me by Auntie Glenice and Uncle Sam. It's supposed to fit babies up to 9 months old, but I think the people who made it labelled it wrong because I'm only 3 months and it barely fits wee little me. |
| I'm getting that "I-ate-too-much-and-I-just-need-to-sleep" feeling again. |
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| Check out all my muscles! As you can see, I'm still as hefty as ever. I'll be seeing the doctor again when I turn four months so you can check that page for my vital stats. |
| A well-shaped head is vital for someone as follicle-ly challenged as I am. |
| You can just call me "Smiley". |
| Are you talking to me? |