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Thursday, May 27, 2010
My Work
Here's a picture of My Work. I've got a briefcase, phone, computer, lunch, pass and iPod. It's great, I'm just like Daddy - except he doesn't have a briefcase. I like putting on the iPod and playing games with the volume really loud - because Daddy uses his for listening to music. And when Mummy and Daddy complain that I'm playing on computers too much I just tell them it's my work and they have to let me do it!
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