Az anyam is hanging out with a bunch of middle school geeks this week and next. They're busy doing all sorts of cool stuff that az anyam won't do with me. I'm jealous.

"Oh, it's only because you're two," she says. "Whatever," I say. I want to play with the flames.

Even though I don't get to play with fire, I do get to spend my days playing with Mama and Papa. I'm spending quite a bit of time trying to train them in some of my sports. Papa's made a lot of progress with baseball, but he still can't connect with my heat.
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