I'm loving this birthday thing, at least what I know of it so far. I turned 6 months and Dad came home from work with a brand new pink ball for me. Quincy instantly wanted to sit down and play with me. I decided to lick it all over hoping that she wouldn't want to take it from me.

It didn't work.
Mama and Dada had my back. The ball was returned.
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