Apparently I am something called a Big Brother. At least that is what my mom and dad keep telling me. All I know is that there is this cute little baby in pictures all around the house and they keep telling me her name is "Sissy". So I say Hi to Sissy and sometimes I am even nice enough to kiss her picture. She has a pretty neat bedroom with a trampoline (they call it a crib) and a dancing ballerina that I call "girl". I'm not sure about this Sissy character. Mommy keeps asking if I want Sissy to come home and I say "NOOO!!!"
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