You like playing in your room. There is an old radio in there that works that's really tall and you stand up and play with the knobs. Lately you've been bouncing your knees dancing along with the music. You look out the windows and look at the trees. The other day I handed you a pinecone that sits in your windowsill that reminds me of my dad and you were really amazed with the pinecone.
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