“Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba. Ma ma ma ma ma ma.” Hey, every time I say, “Ma ma,” that lady with the milk comes running, getting all smiley, saying, “Here I am!” Let’s try it again, “Ma ma.” Yep, there she comes! Cool! What happens if I say it to that wall over there? “Ma ma.” Nothing, huh. Guess that word doesn’t work after all. I’m going to stand. Watch me stand. Watch…me…stand. Damn, I can’t stand. But I want to stand! Waa waa waa! Oh look, the lady with the milk helped me stand. Ooh, a toy. Bang the top, bang the top. Neat noises. Now the noises are bad. Waa waa waa! Must have the toy on the other side of the room. If I just lift my butt and wiggle my hips back and forth, I can make it across the rug. Wait, I seem to be farther away. How am I going backwards? Waa waa waa! If I throw my body–yes, that’s it! That works! I’ve made it forward just enough that if I stretch my arms allllll the way out…yes! I’ve got the toy giraffe. Giraffe, meet my mouth! Mmmm, toy giraffe. Life is complete. For the next thirty seconds. “Va va va va va. Da da da da da.”
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