




Man oh man am I getting big. I am almost one. I have been trying to learn to put one finger up when someone asks "How old?," but keep getting confused with what I do when asked "How big . . .?" Oh, well. I have really beeen noticing a lot of things in the world lately, too. Sometimes I make noises kind of like what those things are called.
It seems like everybody in town knows that my birthday is coming up and are making a really big deal about it. They have lights all over their houses and everyone seem to be in a really good mood and buying presents and stuff. The county park had a whole light display set up and Momma and Dad and Ruby and I drove around and got out and looked at everything.
I have decided to try on my "birthday suit" and it fits perfectly. I run around the house in it all the time. The only problem is that sometimes the floor makes puddles right under me. Weird.
Talk to you later. Bye.
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