12 Apr
It’s just not the same without the Baby Whisperer in town. Sure, my parents can keep me alive just fine, but who sings to me? Who knows the precise temperature at which I require formula? Who caters to my every whim? No one, that’s who. Sigh. Maybe I should move to LA.
6 Apr
The dog has now accepted me as a being capable of throwing a ball, and thus entertaining her. I guess it’s an honor, but it really just means lots more contact with dog saliva. Yuck.
29 Mar
And, just like my brother, it occasionally inspires me to load my diaper. Fun for all!
26 Mar
In my right hand: a piece of tomato. In my left hand: a piece of daikon radish. These, not french fries and hot dogs, are the things I crave. Sure, a little cake is fine once in a while, but give me my vegetables!
1 Mar
Well, the big birthday weekend is over.. and I need a nap. Another one. I had a GREAT time, but I’m glad those only come around once a year. Here I am riding one of my presents in the park. More to come later.
26 Feb
I’ll be 2 on Sunday. Can you believe it? Stay tuned for updates on the celebrations.
Max
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