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The Big Bird
 
    Well it seems Mom and Dad have almost come to their senses. Everything continues to change all the time, but at least this time they’re paying attention to me.
    I finally got to see the big metal bird Dad has been talking about. It just seemed like a really big car that we didn’t have to drive. I don’t know what all the fuss was about. But Mom and Dad sat next to me the whole time and played with me and fed me and sang to me. It was great! They seemed to be worried that I might misbehave, but I didn’t misbehave at all. Lots of people told me I was a good baby, to which I told them of course I was.
    When the bird stopped Mom said we were in Hawaii.
Thursday, February 16, 2006