Sometimes Dad feeds me milk after my meal of gruel. It gives us a chance to catch up on new books we're reading, what we're thinking, how good the Patriots are going to be this season.And with all the milk and gruel I've been eating, I'm getting pretty good at sitting on the floor without bobbleheading or toppling. Mom and Dad are now talking about "baby-proofing" the house - they think I can't hear them.
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