Mommy, Daddy and I had to babysit Reese because her parents went to the ballgame. So I got some solid one-on-one time with the cutie.
And she showed me up.
She does this thing where she can hold onto a table and pull herself up. Me? I'm just a crawler. What she does is like magic. Or a trick. Or an illusion.
I can do that too, right?
Huh?
What?
Okay, I've got a couple more days until I see Reese again. This gives me something to work on. I have the guns. I have the willpower. And I will impress her.
Oh, I will.
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