You know I am two now, right! Really, all of two and Mommy thinks I am the epitome of a two year old. I like to hit and bite and fighte and scream and not take naps and not eat and just be really REALLY difficult. That's my job and I am doing it so well.
I am a tallker though, when I want to be. And I can strong together complete sentences. That's when Mommy thinks I am amazing.
She cut all of my hair off so it's REALLY short. I kind of like. Everyone runs their hands through it and it feels good.
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