I'm going to reprint from my Journal to Jay when he was little.
P.1) 4-22-98
Dear Jay,
Mom called from work today to tell me that you fell asleep in your bed last night-cuddling your baby doll. [added: you very rarely slept IN your bed]
I remember when you were 7-8 months old we were playing with dishes in the kitchen drawer and I pretended to make soup and you PRETENDED to EAT it!
We were at the playscape Monday [3-30-98] and you were inside the [covered] bridge and asked me if i wanted 'french fries or tacos'. then you asked 'for money'. You thought you were a fast food server.
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