I Like to Stand on my Cars.
Not much to say really. I’ve been doing a lot of goofing around with dad. Lots of learning colors and shapes and numbers and sounds. I oink when you ask me what a piggy says. I’m climbing stairs on my own. Meeting and greeting all kinds of people. Dad will upload some pictures when he gets a chance. We’ve been busy clearing out stuff from the house. My toys have taken over. The dining room is now one giant playground for me with a puzzle of numbers and letters.
I’m up to 6 teeth now. I don’t really care to drink from a bottle. It makes it easier for Mom and Dad though since it doesn’t spill as much as a sippy cup or a real cup. I prefer a real cup actually. Dad has a picture of me drinking from a real cup while he tries to stop me from drinking from a real cup. haha… think alligator + dads hand.
We’ve been hanging out at the parks around town a lot because I only sleep on time when I’m in the car. Otherwise, I keep mom and dad on their toes by falling asleep whenever I want. Oh, and I’m pretty cranky leading up to that.
Although I didn’t really hang out with Roxie, our Siamese cat, because she didn’t like how energetic I was; she got really sick and went off to the cat tree in the sky. We have lots of pictures of her though so I’ll still remember my earliest friends… Pumpkin, Jack, Ziggy and Roxie. Ziggy got out of the house, the first time Mom and Dad have ever had that happen in their nearly 14 years together. She is in the neighborhood, but doesn’t want to come home. She was a street urchin of a cat though. No kidding. Dad pulled her out of the gutter as a kitten.
I’m eating everything, including cardboard boxes and my flash cards. Contraband as Mom puts it. They are now in a box high up on a shelf so I can’t eat them. I’m nearly ready for the crib to be changed into a bed too. That’ll be fun.
More later, I’m off to the Zoo, or the Museum, or a whole host of other things. The world is my oyster. (I have no idea what that means.)