As I am sure you are already aware, I turn four weeks old today. Every Sunday I search the entire apartment for presents to commemorate my birthday coming the following day. Surely mom and dad were to acknowledge the historic even of me turning two and three weeks old, but to no avail. In protest, I crapped so bad in my sleep-sack that mom had to throw it away.
I am told that today is Labor Day. I know that daddy took the day off... that must be to throw me my surprise party. I'll pretend not to know.
-Stella xoxoxoxoxoxo
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