When I got in from the Hotel the next morning I was very happy, so happy I did a dance. But that only lasted a little while. Then I went to my room (which I let Pops use when I am not there) and immediately got my toys out of my toybench and started playing.
Later on that day, I found several picture albums that had photos of me when I was just a new born baby. I did not realize how small I was until I looked at those pictures. One of them in particular interested me. It had been taken when I was only about 2 weeks old. My GrandMom had placed my hands on hers and then Pops took a picture. I pointed to that picture and GrandMom and Pops explained to me about the picture. Then I immediately got up, came across the room and placed my hand in GrandMom's and let Pops take a new picture. The difference is obvious to everyone I am sure.
Later on, Pops fixed a dinner of sphaghetti and I ate with him and GrandMom and then Mommy took me back to the Motel for the night.
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