MY HOUSE
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Mom likes to envision what I'm like she's noticing more and more that I'm like dad. I like to eat the way my dad eats. I do not like white cupcakes like mom, I like chocolate and peanut butter desserts. I like french fries, chips and meat. (Mom does not like meat at this point) I'm also a wiggle worm, what can I say I like to move it move it. I have different personalities to mom, lately it's been Gangsta Baby. ha ha if only you knew mom. She believes Flo Rida's My House is playing on repeat in her uterus while I kick and wave... Because this is MY HOUSE now mom just happens to live in it. I don't like that soup, get it out of my house. My room needs more room, time to pee mom. Seriously I can't help it, the song even says Baby take control now..... well if you say so.... Welcome to my house homies.