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let's see-what else am i doin now--
my words--hi, bye-bye, jack, dog, book, bottle, want (and I want, I don't want that), what's that, no, cat, choo-choo, bike, more, mama, dada, papa and probably some more mama is forgettin
i run, no longer walk, but run...and fall less than you would think , but still enuogh to freak out mama. i love stairs and an a champion stair climber.
i am now into pinching which mama needs to break me of. i love to throw my food at jack. i eat with a fork and a spoon very well. i love to dance. hummm....i know there is more, but that's it for now.
well, gotta run, hope everyone is doing good!
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