Dear Mommy, I hate tummy time. You know I hate tummy time. I know I hate tummy time. Why do you make me do it? I don't need to learn how to crawl. You can just carry me everywhere! I'll make you a deal. I'll keep being sweet and snuggle with you when you pick me up and carry me around and you quit making me do tummy time. Deal? I love you!
Love, Reese
Bless his heart!
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