Hayden is sleeping, thinking of perfectly warm bottles that are shaken, not stirred.
He awakes and realizes that it was all just a dream.
"Want to go to the park?"-mom
"heck yes"-hayden
"Look at this tree! *hug*"-Hayden
He tries the swings. And likes the feeling.
"Weeeeee"
Baby butt in swing.
Next he tries the drums.
He starts to get hungry
And falls victim to the natural need to feed.
After undestanding tha tbark is not edible, he tries the ladder
"I Made it!"- Hayden
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