
I can feed myself! But Mommy says I make a big mess when I smush up my food between my fingers. I ended up with some in my hair too. It wasn't pretty. I can eat bananas, my little ravioli, and cereal bars - YUM! I love food!
Like arrows in the hands of a warrior
are sons born in one's youth.
Blessed is the man
whose quiver is full of them.
They will not be put to shame
when they contend with their enemies in the gate.
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