My first Valentine was my daddy. He got me a cute card and a present that was fun to open. Opening the paper and getting a gift reminded me of how much fun I had at Christmas. Dad knows just what to get me and toys to help with my teething are always a good bet.
Later on, mommy dressed me up in a pretty outfit that Gram and Gramps sent to me. I didn’t even mind the tights because they were so comfy (but boy did mom have a hard time stuffing my chubby thighs into them).
Then, daddy made some kind of French food for mommy and I ate rice in my high chair while they had dinner. They didn’t talk to me very much, but I was good and let them have some adult conversation. Plus, I was actively trying to figure out how to get rice into every part of my face. I did a pretty good job and also got it all over my clothes—yum!
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