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whalewatching
we celebrated my cousin’s third birthday at the zoo. i love watching the whales and monkeys. i’m learning to move as the animals do. i remember the day i found my toes–i can still harldy believe they were there all along. as it happens, i am something. i see whales, and the whales see me. i am connected. i control these–these parts. i touch my toes, and i feel it. the big one fits perfectly into my grubby fist.
the fence is a great way for me to get up and around. i learn more everyday. papa practices the stairs with me at night. he looks funny in his suit and tie. he must be jealous of my soft flannel pajammas. he works awfully hard. i will thank him by helping him untangle the christmas tree lights.