"Matty"......yep that must be my name because I hear that an awful lot. I have to say, I like it although I really like "Manny" which is what my big brother Andrew likes to call me. Matty is nice but Manny sounds a bit more foreign and exotic! So far I am adjusting to this thing called life pretty well. There is ALWAYS something going on in this house....it's very busy and very noisy but I don't mind, I sleep right through it most of the time. We're outside a lot since the weather is so nice and I love the fresh air. Mom carries me around in that snugli thingy and I just fall right to sleep. The only time I wake is when mommy has to chase Andrew down because he's running around with a screwdriver, scissors, or something equally fatal. Don't know what all that is about but I'm trusting Andrew will teach me the ropes. I think I figured out the nighttime thing too. I cry, mommy feeds me.....enough said. I told my brothers and sisters they should try it but they said mommy would be mad. I told them she always gets up with me and is never mad....I must be her favorite.
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| Here I am holding my biggest bro's hand. Doesn't he look handsome? Does this outfit make my legs look skinny? |
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| This is me in my bouncy seat. Usually it makes me very happy but mom caught me in a bad mood. |
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