And waved "hi." Or, my mom put me in a tube and hoped I wouldn't back myself out before she got a good shot. Score one for mom. It worked. 
I ate leaves.
Searched for the perfect piece of something to put in my mouth. And, by perfect piece, I mean whatever I picked up.
Finally. A leaf.
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He's stinkin cute, even if he eats leaves.
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