On this, the evening of my 15th month Birthday, I'm here to assure you that I will be speaking to you out loud soon. I have been reading loads, and I am already fluent in a slightly more primal form of distinguishable wordgrunts. I fully understand your sophisticated verbal and non-verbal communication and am simply choosing the perfect poetic moment.
In other news, it seems we are moving at the end of the month. Either that, or my parents have developed a strong affection towards brown boxes. We are apparently moving to a land called Kids, which seems only appropriate. I headed over there last weekend to look around and you'll be relieved to know they allow some adults in, and they have ice cream.
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