She can stand up on her own, but she's not quite yet crawling. And yet she still manages to move all around the room through a combination of rolling and crawling backwards. She almost, but didn't quite, cry for Santa. She recognizes her name and a few other words.
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I love my new table and all the noise and light it makes. | I will get even with them for dressing me like this. |
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You want me to smile like this? | Who is this guy? Where are my parents?!? |
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Hello there cutie!. | Yep, I'm Daddy's girl. |
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That's my Daddy! |
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