Not long after my birthday I went to go and get moulds of my hands and feet done so that sculptures could be made. The sculptures go in a nice frame with my name on it. Then everyone will be able to remember how little I was when I was 1.
It was a strange feeling when I had to put my hands and feet in the stuff, but lucky I had sis with me to keep me happy. I was a good boy and didn't move!
I can't wait to see what they turn out like.
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