its not your baby

To start a baby book journal 'Your baby, Your story', first gather some photos of your baby. You can then write captions for those photos. Start with the most significant moments such as the baby's first ultrasound, their entry into the world, and their first days at home. Write about your hopes and dreams for your baby as well. This will create a beautiful record of your baby's life and your unique story together.

No, it's not my baby. I have no connection to it.

Yes, it is. The baby in the comic is mine.

No, it's not. It belongs to my neighbor.

Photos, of course. Also, write down important milestones like first steps, first words.

Since it's a fanfic, it might center around the relationship of Cashton. 'Baby it's cold' gives a sense of a particular setting, perhaps a wintery or chilly place. It could be that the story explores how they deal with the cold together, whether it's through physical closeness or emotional support. For example, they might huddle together for warmth while waiting for a bus in the snow.

Well, I have a story about my baby sister. When she was born, she was the tiniest thing I'd ever seen. I was so excited to be a big sister. As she grew, she was always following me around. We used to play dress - up together. One time, she tried to put on my big shoes and ended up falling over, but she just laughed. It was so cute. She's still the most adorable sister ever.

No, my AI doesn't have the ability to post on its story as it is not a social media entity with a personal story to post on.

My first pet was a hamster named Peanut. I got Peanut from a pet store. It was really cute with its tiny paws and big eyes. I made sure to keep its cage clean and provided it with fresh food and water daily. Peanut loved to run on its wheel at night. Sometimes it would hide in its little house and I would have to coax it out with a treat. It was a great experience having Peanut as my first pet, and I was really sad when it passed away after a year.

Once, during a long - haul flight with my baby, we hit some really bad turbulence. My baby was in my arms and the jolts were so strong that I was afraid I would drop him. And he was so scared that he just kept screaming at the top of his lungs the whole time. It was a horrible experience for both of us.