Mom's work friends have set me up with a very nice high chair and a rocking dinosaur! I can't wait to throw food and escape my crib to rock. Seems like Mom's work makes her forget me a little, though. When she's not at work she talks to me all day so I can hear, but when she's working I don't hear a peep out of her even when I kick hard. She just pokes me back with her finger! What's a boy to do? (Mommy note: "Sorry Eddie... I WANT to talk to you at work, but am concerned about getting myself committed!")
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