Sarah has taken to talking on the phone recently. She holds it up to her ear, talks a mile a minute, and walks around the apartment. She usually recounts in great detail the things that we have been up to. She'll happily give a play by play of even the most inconsequential things going on--things I never would have guessed that she would remember or care enough about to report. Today she tried to call her grandma and got upset when she heard the answering machine. Here's the message she left:
"It's Sarah. Call me back. I'll answer the phone. Love you Grandma."
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