I smiled for the first time, not associated to farting, which I think is hilarious, when dad was holding me and kissing me on the head. He is so funny! That was several weeks ago, and I have smiled a little bit here and there since, but I just haven't found anything quite that funny. Mom tries to be funny by making crazy faces and strange noises, and I feel bad for her, so I humor her and give her a little smile once in awhile. I am making mental notes of these moments with mom to add to the list of what makes her so uncool in about 10 years. Grandma says that I am just very serious and that I am a thinker; I'm really thinking that all of these people are nuts and that I'll laugh when you all find a way to really entertain me.
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