Its fun watching you when you're awake. Well, not when you're crying. Then I'm too focused on feeling like a horrible Mom. But when you're alert and happy, you lay on your back with your eyes open looking around. You like to practice moving your muscles in no particular order. Your face can be smiling one minute but then will change into the crazed maniacal look of the delighted insane. Suddenly though, out of the corner of your eyes, you're shooting me with a suspicious knowing glance, as if you know all the bad things I've done.
You move your arms and legs around a lot. You look like you're conducting a symphony while getting in a karate fight, .
You also like to lay around naked. This I understand. I mean, who doesn't.
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