My big person lets me carry my velcro monkey in his pocket and wear my hat so I feel happy and we play every day and it's fun. He lets me keep our picture book (Lucy says it's called "I am a Bunny") and we read it sometimes and he lets me draw pictures and drink juice boxes and eat crackers and Thomas snacks and even play with dinosaurs and watch Scooby Doo stuff. It makes him feel better too. I'm happy he lets me come out because I had to go to sleep for a long time before and it was just the big people but they said it wasn't safe for me there. They went to a big city.