Friday, March 26, 2010
Well, all this sitting and playing made me super tired and after about 15 minutes I was ready for a nap.
Mom's gonna have to remember this one...
(Or it could be because my jogging naps aren't quite as restful. )
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Except for when I'm hungry. Or tired. Or cranky. Or waking up from my afternoon nap. Man, it's tough waking up from that nap.
Or when I've tried to take off Mom's nipple. And she needs to talk to the lactation consultant. Who knew, they aren't detachable. Have I mentioned that I have the suction power of a Dyson? And like to thrash around. While nursing. Like a wild animal. A Tazmanian Devil, to be exact.
Good times. Can't wait to see what I can do with some chompers.
Mom likes to get my weight on while we're at S&S because she's just that neurotic about my weight. See, I'm what's known as an ectomorph. AKA: Slim. Or Stretch. I'm like a leggy Kate Moss. With red hair, of course.
See: Here I am getting my weigh in. I am a giant Baybee.
Pay no attention to that wet diaper contribution to my weight.
Of course, I like S&S because I get to hang out with my other Baybee friends. Here I am with Sullivan, who, incidentally, is more of an endomorph. Taking a picture of us having a good time together is something like herding wild cats.
Tuesdays do sound fun, don't they? You should what happens on Fridays!
Friday, March 19, 2010
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
... in my crib.
This is clearly not how Mom put me down. She just doesn't understand the importance of fashion. We're bringing back the Flashdance look.
And clearly she doesn't realize that Bunny and Me like to get down and boogie like it's 1985 while she's not looking.
If only she knew...
This does raise the MLE (major life event) that took place earlier in the week: Mom and Dad moved me to my crib. Or kicked me out of their room.
Depending on how you look at it.
I'm mostly digging my swinging new pad, and we are all getting a lot more sleep than we were for a couple weeks there. However, I still protested a few nights , just for kicks.
And I have mostly given up my night pooping that caused so many problems. Mom , however did almost crap her pants the first time they left me in my diaper all night. Who knew, those disposable diapers really can hold a lot of pee. Like 12 hours worth.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
And she's delicious...
A bit like chicken.
Not that I know what chicken tastes like...
...unless it's chicken flavored Mom Juice.
Regardless, she's here to stay and is sooo much fun. I even brought her with me to the park today for our walk/run. I say walk/run because Mom screwed up her knee, which is fine by me as it means I don't have to deal with all those bumpy roads!
Mom's a little bummed but seems to be handling it pretty well. Really, it was all part of my master plan to get her to see a chiropractor. It worked!
Hah! Baby: 1, Parents: 0
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Mmmeh. Pants are kind of over-rated anyway...
As are socks: I'm helping by trying to take off my socks -- as usual. The piggies need to be free.
Free the piggies!