Daniel's trip down memory lane

I needed to use the bathroom and left Daniel in his nursery by himself for a couple minutes. I come back, and he's not in there. He had taken off down the hall to the "room of no return" (the room where stuff that has no home goes to, often to never come back). We usually have the door shut but I must have accidentally left it open, and he got into a pile of papers I had been meaning to file, including my medical history from my midwife in Utah.
So anyways, I go in there looking for him, and this is what I see:

"Hey mom, look what I found! Ah, I remember it well- I was only 12 weeks old!"

"I remember posing for that one! Oh hey, that's when the technician said she thought I was a girl- I sure got a kick out of playing tricks on her!"

"Man, those were the good ol days, all snuggly and warm. I miss that"