I had a rough weekend. Mommy's grandpa and aunt and uncle all came to visit so I was passed around from person to person like a bad cold. It wasn't Mom's fault or anything, but I got all kinds of backed up, if you know what I'm saying. I finally solved that problem in the United States Postal Office yesterday, much to the dismay of the post office employees. They might still be cleaning up my mess, for all I know. I just hope they don't sabatoge my passport application in retaliation!
Speaking of passports, looks like we are heading to Mexico with Daddy on October 4th. I'm excited to meet my other side of the family, but I'm a little bit concerned about the withdrawl my Mom will undoubtedly suffer leaving Target. Oh, and I heard them talking about the fact that we don't exactly have a home yet. Details -- sure am glad kids don't have to deal with those!
I have decided to let them win one battle: the bath wars. Mom's friend Kerri gave her a tip and now bathtime isn't quite so bad. Plus it's pretty much mandatory after little explosions like yesterday. Daddy took me in the Big Kid bathtub. Mom took pictures, which I just know will come back to haunt me in 15 years.
I'm still trying to master this whole neck thing. It's really frustrating because I want to see what's going on, especially during Law and Order (Jesse Martin is a babe!), but my nose goes slamming toward Mom or Dad's shoulder after about two minutes of holding my head up. Practice makes perfect, but they might be shelling out some dinero for a nose job in a few years if this continues...
Speaking of passports, looks like we are heading to Mexico with Daddy on October 4th. I'm excited to meet my other side of the family, but I'm a little bit concerned about the withdrawl my Mom will undoubtedly suffer leaving Target. Oh, and I heard them talking about the fact that we don't exactly have a home yet. Details -- sure am glad kids don't have to deal with those!
I have decided to let them win one battle: the bath wars. Mom's friend Kerri gave her a tip and now bathtime isn't quite so bad. Plus it's pretty much mandatory after little explosions like yesterday. Daddy took me in the Big Kid bathtub. Mom took pictures, which I just know will come back to haunt me in 15 years.
I'm still trying to master this whole neck thing. It's really frustrating because I want to see what's going on, especially during Law and Order (Jesse Martin is a babe!), but my nose goes slamming toward Mom or Dad's shoulder after about two minutes of holding my head up. Practice makes perfect, but they might be shelling out some dinero for a nose job in a few years if this continues...
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