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| I'm pretty sure February's gonna live to see another day! |
Well, ya know, it's February Twenty-Eighth, and usually, the Twenty-Eighth means the end of the line for the month of February. But this year's a special year that only comes around once every four years, so that means that the Summer Olympics are gonna come back in a few months! How about that?!
I'm really lookin' forward to the gymnasts most. That's the sport for me. Last time the Summer Olympics were around, I was too little to really get to do any gymnastics, on accounta I was just a baby and couldn't walk yet.
This time around, I have a plan. My reading nest makes a really great crash-mat for doin' jump-flips off'n my toybox. The couches are great springboards and flip-mats. And for my real show-stopper, I think I'm gonna grab onto a chandelier and do a modified rings routine. It's gonna be gold-medal stuff, you know.
And it's all because usually on the Twenty-Eighth, February comes to an end.
But not today.
Not today.
Hey, Big People! I'll see ya tomorrow! I love ya lots! Muah!
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