
I've learnt to spit - phooey! Last Saturday, Mummy and Daddy took me to MPH bookstore and I spit on the new book. That's not as worse yet because I can really spit hard and my saliva will just spray on one big area. At least I don't drool on my shirt when I spit! But Mummy said I am a naughty boy because when she told me to spit on her house buyer's kids the other day, I didn't do it. I just gave them the wide-eyed stare....
I've also found my toes....wriggly wriggly toes....I love to count them and try to put them in my mouth!
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