Play with Patrick to distract me from those people who force me to get dressed. They are so mean. I cry as they force my little hands through sleeves, button up my shirt and put on shoes and socks. I try to kick my legs so that they will not be able to get them into my pants. But when it is 2 against 1, it is not much of a fight.
The next thing I know, the torture is over, my clothes are on and I'm ready for school.
By the way, I'm eleven months old today.
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