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- I could climb before I could walk. I would climb out of my crib and crawl out of my room into my sisters room. My mom would find me asleep on my sister's bean bag with a bottle and my blankie. Sometimes I wouldn't even make it to my sisters room. I'd fall asleep halfway there, curled up on the floor in the hallway.
- One morning my mom went to wake me up only to find me not in my crib. She frantically looked all around the house for me, thinking I'd been kidnapped or something. She heard a noise coming from the kitchen and when she came in, she found me, on top of the counter, in the nut bowl, trying to crack open a nut with my teeth. But the funny thing was, the drawers in the counters didn't have any knobs or things to help climb. So it will always be a mystery on how I managed to get onto the counter.
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