This is me about an hour after I was born.
This is me when I was three weeks old with my dolly that Grandma bought for me.
And this is me now!
I seem to remember the dolly being much bigger though and I just realised that she's a lot of fun!
Hmmm, your hair looks tasty....give's a bite!
Ok, ok, I promise we can be friends. Just please stop tickling me!
Being 6 months means a lot of responsibility. Like brushing your teeth. Not that I actually have any teeth yet, but I want to be ready when they arrive!
And making important phone calls.
The best part about being 6 months old is all the food you get to eat! Mummy even gave me two things for lunch yesterday! That made me very happy!
What do you mean it's all finished?
Let me see it!
Hmmm, you're right. I really did eat it all. Oh well, maybe I'll just see what flavour this pink tub is.



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