when i (kammy) was growing up, my mom kept a little blue mirror in her purse. it was known as the monkey mirror. you see, it was an amazing thing... whoever opened it up saw a monkey. or so the game went... we loved it. it entertained us for years while riding in the van and i'm quite certain that we would still giggle if mom whipped it out of her purse (if it hasn't disintegrated by now).
mason has his own monkey mirror now and i love to hear him talk to the other person. he coos, laughs, and carries on quite the conversation with this newfound friend. one day, he'll figure out it's him. but until then, we'll just have fun!
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