Archive for May, 2009
30 May
My red train
28 May
Tennis ball!
What do you mean, where has that ball been? How would I know? Now that you mention it, though, it does seem a little wet. Should I be worried?
15 May
I’m going to have a WHAT?
Wait, let me get this straight. You’re telling me that five short months from now, another baby boy is going to move into MY house? And play with MY toys? And eat MY crackers? And monopolize MY parents?? Do I get any say in this decision at all? Oh, brother. I don’t think I’m ready [...]
11 May
Binkie junkie
Sometimes, at the end of a long day filled with too-short naps, scrapes and tumbles on the playground, squabbles over coveted toys, and questionable day care snacks (seen here on my face), all I want to do is sit in my chair and relax with a nice binkie. Lately, however, my parents have been denying [...]
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