This is me on my car. I can walk and steer my car now at the same time. Its not as fun as sitting in the front seat with dad pretending to drive the real car but it'll do for a few more years.
Here is an example of me pretending to be a rabbit. Now when dad points at a rabbit in any story book I sniff, sniff, sniff, the air and wrinkle my knows like rabbits do. At least that's what I think they do. I have not yet personally met a rabbit.
Here's me digging for some more toys in my toy box. One of my favorite things to do is demand that dad (or mom) get down all my books. That way I can look through all the books and get dad to read me many books every night. I make a bit of a mess though.
Dad has officially demanded that no one buy me any more toys. I can't believe he said that. For some reason he gets mad because I play with everyday household objects, like this laundry basket, than I do with expensive toys. I say tough. Keep the toys comin'!
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