My name is Franklin Richard Rigel, but my friends just call me Franklin. I'm nearly three months old. Even though that sounds little, you might be surprised just how big I really am. For instance: I can sit and stand up if someone holds my hands. My mama thinks I'm the cat's sleepwear when I do that, so I respond by looking modest. I have started rolling a little, especially in bed. I can roll fully onto my side in bed, but then I'm so tangled up I have to call for help. Luckily my mama just loves to rescue me, so it doesn't matter how many times I do it.
I really like to be awake and playing, but I'm not that interested in toys right now. Mostly I like playing with my mama. She does very interesting things like wiggling my toes, blowing on my tummy, kissing me, and tickling me. I find a lot of what she does quite hilarious.

The other day after eating (my most favorite activity, by far), my mama was holding me on her shoulder burping me, but I had to poo so bad that the force of it could not be contained by my diaper. Not even my clothes held it in. I got poo all over myself and all over my mama. We both had to change all our clothes--mama even had to change her bra. She laughed about it, but I was just relieved to get it all out.
Love,
Franklin
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