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|  Baba
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 Aunty Karen
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 Gimme an 'L'
|  Gimme an 'O'
|  Gimme a 'V'
|  Gimme an 'E'
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 "Okay, Aunty Karen, I'm all packed and ready to go"
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 Sometimes, I don't feel like waking up.
|  Sometimes, I suck my thumb until my parents come for me.
|  Sometimes, I scoot around my crib 180° into the corner...
|  ...thus setting off the baby monitor alarm and waking Mom and Dad up.
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 Sometimes, even after they come, it takes me a while to recognize them.
|  So, I keep sucking my thumb.
|  Sometimes, I'm a goofball.
|  But, usually...
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 I'm all smiles when I wake up, because my parents sing the "Good Morning" song to me.
|  I listen very closely...
|  And sometimes, I try to sing it back to them.
|  Waking up means a new diaper and then a bottle. Hooray!
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 My "date" with Aidan who was recently born.
|  He's not very exciting... maybe a punch will wake him up.
|  No? Well, too bad.
|  I pray my next date is more exciting.
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 Out at Deep Cove to watch Uncle Jayson in a rowing regatta
|  Watching the world go by in my Elmo mirror.
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