Well, 9 months have gone by, and it seems like yesterday that I met my Mommy and Daddy for the first time. Man, I thought they were cool then, but now we are like 3 peas in a pod. Daddy plays all kinds of games with me. And Mommy takes me everywhere she goes. I went to the doctor the other day. I showed her my new tooth, and how I can stand all by myself. Then they go to weigh me, and Mommy and Daddy make a wager. Daddy thought I was 17.5, and Mommy said 17.2. Whoever was closest didn't have to make dinner. Mommy won. I am only 16.5. 
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16.5!? Micah was rolling about there at 4 months. Hehe. She's sure a doll, though. Daddy G.
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