Today was also fun. Daddy did go to work, but Gram and Mommy were still here and Grampa even showed up for a nice chunk of the day. He made faces at me and did that bubble thing, and they all ate a nice meal, but still, it was all about me. And who could blame them? I'm cute, I've got a nice dimple, I look good in my clothes and my skin is soft. Who in this house can compete with that?
I've been a lot more alert now than I've ever been. Although I haven't really gotten perfect control of where my eyes are going, I can control them somewhat. I see the colors in my room and the long nosehairs coming out of Daddy's nostrils and the spinach in Mommy's teeth. I see them all. They've all been noted and processed.
I can't wait to see more.
--WT
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