you are blossoming so these days. you wave all of the time. you wave to the friendly stranger, to the grass, to guinness. you wave when we come to get you out of your crib. you give exuberant high fives, tens, and twenties. i love it. you cackle with delight and charm everyone you meet. you make the sweetest, tender sounds. you love bouncing and playing in your jungle gym. you are loved by so many.
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