(From my journal to Jacob)
You love to chew on your fist! You have to be chewing on something. Drool, drool, drool! Lately you've wanted to be sitting upright or standing most of the time. Unfortunately, you can't do this on your own. :) We bought you a Jumperoo today and put you in it. You were so little in it that you couldn't even see over the seat. It was so funny!
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