So this is what its like to be the son of a teacher. Mom starts reading to you when you are only 3 weeks old. She got out a bunch of books form my room and read them to me and surrounded me with them. I guess if I am going to have a Blog I should learn to read what it is I am writing. She is pretty good at the reading thing. She looked at these funny symbols and pictures all over them. From those she was able to tell me lots of stories. There was one book about this place called Maine and some blueberries and a girl. One was about saying goodnight to all these different things. Another story she told me was about these funny characters that are kind of people but really animals. They are all funny bright colors and live on the same street. When I get big maybe my mom will take to that Sesame Street place. Until then hopefully my mom will tell me more stories about that place and eventually teach me to read. I can't wait to learn to read, though I think I have some time. I am only 3 weeks old. In time I am sure it will be one of many things she and my dad teach me.
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