Saturday, August 17, 2013

Brother's Birth

When I was 1 I got teeth, and learned how to talk.  When I was 2 my little brother, Noah, was born.  When I was 3 I learned shapes, colors, and numbers.

One time when Noah was a baby my dad took us to a store and forgot to buckle me.  I fell asleep, and woke up when we were almost home, nearly 5:00 pm.  I was very hungry and fell asleep to a very good show.

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