


Harold the Helicopter has been hung up in my room. He looks down on my bed and watches over me while I am sleeping. He is so neat! I miss playing with him sometimes, but Daddy made me a Cranky to play with on my train set. Cranky is cool too. But Mommy won't let me take him to play with in bed. She is so mean sometimes. And I don't know what she is up to with my hair. She keeps putting goo in it and chasing me with the camera. I think it has something to do with my birthday, but I don't know what. I will find out soon enough.
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