"With Jeremiah, who needs television?"

A friend visiting my parents said those words, as she was apparently engrossed in watching me doing what I usually do in the evening. It was a Wednesday night, and I was playing around with crayons, my make-shift desk, and chair.. add a little "sofa diving" (that's where I climb to the top edge of the sofa, and jump off to the giant soft pillow cushion) for variety, nothing out of the ordinary, for me anyways. As the regulars to my web site can see, there hasn't been an journal entry for more than 2 months. I'm beginning to understand my parents' words to me, but I can't reply very well. I do what I can, believe you me.

My parents say that I'm in my toddler years now. I'm told that I got an early start. I'm told that I love running around and give a running commentary along with all the action. I love climbing. I love food. I love crayons and markers. I love to pour things out onto the floor. I love clearing the tabletop. I don't like to sit still. Why sit still when you can run around, is my motto. Thanks for coming by my web site; my Dad is also posting new pictures at my Giant Photo Album (mirror site).

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