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Ryan “The Rockstar”

Whassup, I'm Baby Ryan. Here's what you should know about me, first of all, I'm a girl -- people get confused by the name and lack of hair on my head. As you may have guessed by my advanced vocabulary, I'm crazy smart. I have an uncanny knack for telling it like it is, but deep down I'm still a big mush. Sure, I've been called ornery and stubborn, but those qualities are certain to help me at Kindermusic when some stinky little crybaby tries to steal my tambourine.

Contrary to common belief, I understand everything you weird, cooing people are saying. I'm also pretty sure that I'm royalty of some sort because you all act like my servants. It seems that many of you are simply here to entertain and amuse me, while the rest of you wait on me hand and foot. I don't have to walk anywhere, scrounge for food or even lift a spoon for that matter. I can get insanely dirty and someone just cleans me up. Even more astounding, when I get you people dirty, you simply laugh and wipe the pureed bananas out of your hair. Best of all, I don't have to poop in that crazy hole that sucks out your soul through your bottom. I simply need to cry (I wish someone would get me a bell) and you're at my beck and call. Being a baby rocks!