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Dear Diary,
All the present opening tired me out this last week.
First it was my third birthday, then Christmas came.
I got this fellow, and paints and stamps and videos
and clothes and a doll and a doll house and an ark and animals
and an electric dog and a treasure chest and dominoes and
jumping frogs and lots more stuff.
Dad says that capitalism can be like holding a tiger
by the tail, but I think he must have meant a leopard.
Anyhow, I'm sticking to this guy just in case.
I slept over at Mary's place last night.
I figure it was good to have a rest from Mum and Dad,
keeping them on their toes is getting harder every day.