I love my big brother! 
Mommy was trying to get a picture of both Michael and me. But she couldn't get both of us looking at her at the same time. Then Michael got the death grip on me and I started to cry. He was just trying to make sure that I didn't fall over but he doesn't realize that I'm a big girl now. He is really good at making sure I am happy. He gets me toys and my bottle. He jumps and falls down because he knows it makes me laugh. He is the best!
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