My baby book. there wasnt one. i always wondered what i was like. what was my first word? how old was i when i walked. i want to know what i liked maybe it would give me a clue to who I am. then i relized i could figure out some things based on the little i know. for example my parents lived on a farm so i was outdoors a lot and that explains why I get grouchy when I don't get my dose of Mother Nature.
So here is my own baby book written by me:)
Played on the ground and around the farm
I came easily and beautifully into this word
It was my dad's most exciting day. He delivered me.
I was always around others because I had two older sister
I wasn't interested in competing with my older sisters
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