paaaaah blehblehbleh (strawberries)

here are some pictures for y'all. i am trying to get some pictures of when i went to the beach----dada took some good shots, but alas you will have to settle for my strawberry picking. did i tell you i have a new bed time? 9pm. yup. get to stay up late like a big kid. i think it is because i am a big kid now. mamma said it was because they were sick of getting up at 5am every day, so now that i stay up till 9, i sleep till 6:20. 5am....6am....it's all the same to me. i am happy i get to stay up later---AND i am down to one nap. here are some pictures of me.





the outside potty is gone. we don't get to keep that

i am THAT kid

you know, the kid who just sits there observing everything with his finger so far up his nose, like his brain has an itch. yup that is me. the first couple times i did it, mom laughed, but for some reason, she doesn't think it is funny any more. i can't understand these people. funny one day. not funny the next day. there's consistency for ya.

went to the pool today. not too sure about the water. went to the beach the other day. no WAY was i going in THAT water. i got used to the water in the pool (at our new house---we don't have a pool in our yard, but there is a big club house with a cool pool in it). mommy and daddy each took one of my hands and pulled me across the pool. and i went "WWoooooooah!" i even said "mamma dadda, 'wwhooooah' water" to tell them i wanted to do it.

i can say a whole bunch of things i didn't even tell you yet, and i am not going to right now either. and you can't make me. nnnnnyah.

me talks good

mommy says i am in my "terrible two's". i don't know what that means, but i will say that mom and dad have been annoying me a lot lately, and let me just say---i am not afraid to tell them about it. oooooooh, they are so much bigger than me. who cares, man. they can't push ME around. i am a big boy, i am independent, i know what i want and i am not afraid to ask for--nay--DEMAND it! i am not a little baby any more and i just wish they could get it thru their heads. if that what it means to be in the terrible two's then just call me T2. hey, i just thought of that. maybe that could be my street name. (you can't believe how big i am--i need a street name) T2. yeah, i kind of like that.

we are moving into a new house.

i can talk real good. (not so much in the grammar, but real good nonetheless). i know, and can point to on command my: hair, head, eyes, ears, nose, cheeks, mouth, teeth tongue, elbow, hands, tummy, butt, penis, legs, feet, toes.

i am obsessed with trucks. all trucks, but especially dump trucks. i also like mom's shoes and figured out how to stick my finger up my nose.

i ask to touch every thing "touch bird?" "touch truck?" "touch tree?"

i know zebra, kitty cat, doggy, monkey, lion, bug, butterfly and lizard.

i love ariplanes.

i am trying to reach tiffani, so i will write more later.

oooh la la, oui oui

wow....it has been a long time since i've posted. maMA (that is my french accent, by the way) is working a night shift tomorrow in the seventh level of hell, so she is staying up late tonight, drinking big cans of "energy drinks" so she can sleep tomorrow during the day so she can stay up all night tomorrow. tonight she is cooking so daddy can stop feeding me cottage cheese 3 times a day.

so, i told you about my french accent. i say maMA and when i say "no no no" i really make my lips into a tight "o" and get the whole nasally sound to it. i think it is very sophisticated and makes me sound older, but for some reason, maMA just laughs at me. today i learned how to say "wine". i think when i grow up i will be french.

my vocabularry is amzingly advanced. altho it continues to be my only parents who can understand many of my words, i would say i have a vocabulary of around 50 words. no shit. i can also put some words together. "pop bubbles." "all done bath" (i can say all done then lots of things) and "bye bye mama", while i cling to my dada.

yeah. seems every day i am more into dada. mama is this mysterous person who leaves several days a week and then when she IS home it seems she is alsways cooking dinner. well geez---dada doesn't go to work OR cook dinner AND he takes me to the park. who do you think i would rather be with. and me and dada go outside and look for lizards (nyo-nyo in my language) i am not the least bit concerned that i am breaking my mother's heart every time i don't go to her.

obsessed with strawberries these days. "paaaaahblehblehbleh"

over the whole vacuum thing. still loves balls (including the ones....never mind). love trucks, cars, birdies. and saying "vroom vroom vroom" don't tell anyone, but i kind of like pooh bear too. does that make me a pansy?

also, i moved to the Older One's classroom. and guess what? the teacher quit, so they moved the teacher i HAD into that class. so i got to keep the same teacher, who i totally love. tiffani, my weekend babysitter, who i also love, comes and visits me. so....i get to see my 2 favorite ladies still. not as much as i used to. but i am going to marry one of them, that is why i am working on my french accent, to impress them.

we are going to be moving into a new house pretty soon. they are just about done working on it dada says. i go and supervise about once a week. keep those workers on their toes.

my aunt kendra had 2 babies on st patrick's day. so now i have 3 cousins....shea, auryn and cian.

must end now. maMA has to clean the kitchen because energy drink or not, she is getting very sleepy.

bye bye boobs

the computer is fixed.....aaaaaaaah.

well, mom and dad took me in the car for about 10000 hours to go to florida to see the grandparents and the greats. and some other relatives and neighbors too. but you know what the coolest thing about it was? i ate alligator. deep fried, but alligator nonetheless. and i liked it.

also, i am putting together complex thoughts. mom is not letting me nurse much any more (maybe 3 times in 2 weeks---how mean), so now i pull out her shirt, stick my hand down there and say "bye-bye boob" i do this a lot. today, when mom was chasing me around the house trying to make me eat lunch and she FINALLY got off my back and left i said "bye-bye pasta" see how smart i am????

i can say probably 30 or more words. yup.. genius. and yes....drinking from a sippy cup since about 8 months old. working on a regular cup.

i am really really really super duper into dada lately. since mom ain't giving up the goods (i.e. jugs), i haven't had much interest in her. i want dada to do everything. mom says things like "fine. hell with both of ya, i don't care" do you think that is true? do you think mom doesn't care about us and wants us to go to hell? i think momma should watch what she says. i am an impressionable sponge. i hear and understand everything. yes, mother, even when you say The F Word, which by the way, i think you should knock off. you say it a lot.

i really miss my babysitter Tat (mom calls her tiffani). i don't know why she doesn't come around any more. is it because my dad is here? i think i might see her tomorrow which i am very excited about. i love her very much.

well, mom's ambien must be kicking in so, i mean, um, well, i want some vegan muffins. who watched my video?

beach pictures or....i eat sand, too!

the genius and his vibrator

i just got the coolest thing. it's this vibrating bristling thing that i put in my mouth. mom calls it an electric toothbrush. it has b'ga b'ga (balloons) on it. it is very cool. i can turn it off and on all by myself. yeah. it's awesome. my vibrator. i'm awesome.

hey jodi....i can drink from a sippy cup. does that count? it IS a cup. i can drink from a regular non sippy cup, but i usually choke on whatever i drink and wear most of it. i am working on it. FOR YOU, by the way. i mean, i haven't had a bottle since i was maybe 8 months old. mom is being VERY VERY VERY stingy with the boobs. i suspect it might be your fault. hmmmm.

there is also more talk about putting me a new classroom in school. i don't know. on the one hand....the kids in my class seem to be getting younger every day. some of these kids have these things they keep in their mouths that they suck on all the time. what is up with THAT? but i like the toys in my class and i love miss chastity and miss loretta....why would they try to get rid of me? i don't know. i know i am their favorite. it's stressful even thinking about it. i mean, if i am with bigger kids, what do they learn? do i have to know how to read? use the potty? it's for 18 months to 2 year olds. 2 year olds are like grown ups, right? can 2 year olds drive?

i can say balloons (b'ga b'ga)....and i am starting to be able to put multiple words together. what else can i say? onion. banana. computer. potty. broom. cheese. teeth. i still cannot say "no" which mommy finds strange. (oh i can shake my head tho) nor can i say milk, thirsty, or eat, which mom is going to try to teach me the signs for. there are more words i can say but i can't remember. i am so a genius. AM SO AM SO AM SO AM SO!!!!!!!!!!!!

if you put me in my jail i will not sleep

haha. i love it when things mom does backfires. does that make me a bad person? mom decided to try the "time-out" method of disciplining me. when i do something naughty, she puts me someplace for a minute (oooh--a whole minute because she read that a minute a year is how long to calculate a time out. what a dork) where i have to stay. true, she tried to get me to just sit facing a wall, but i didn't listen and she couldn't enforce it. and she couldn't put me in my crib....and besides....we are downstairs most of the time.

enter my "pack & play". fits next to the couch....she can toss me in it when i am naughty (with a perfect view of the TV because mom is such a genius) and STILL not miss a minute of dr. phil.

now mom and dad are thinking about visiting people. gram and gramps in florida being the first trip on the list. hmmmmm...what will the baby sleep in? can't be MY JAIL because i associate that with being In Trouble. so, mom is trying to figure it out. i bet they end up with another pack and play in another color to try to fool me beasue they think i am dumb. HELLO---i can eat with a spoon----i am not dumb!

i can write in my sleep

well, i woke up a little early this morning and who came to get me out of my crib? DA-DA!!!!!!!!!! by the time mommy came out of the shower, i had fallen back fast asleep on daddy's chest in the bed. mommy came out of the shower and saw and i think she said it was the most beautiful thing she ever saw. mmmmm. snuggly warm daddy who i missed so much......i love sleeping on you........mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

no title. i can't think of one

well i am sick again, dammit. i don't care if i am swearing either. besides, i asked mom about the body parts inmy diaper and she told me what they all were, so i think that qualifies me for legally being able to swear. i will go to the doctor tomorrow to see what is plaguing me this time. probably another ear infection. mom said that her friend who is a chiropractor could possibly adjust the ear infections out of me. hmmmmmm. yeah, well, we'll see. if i know my mom the fruit loop, she will try it.

daddy is coming home friday.

hip hip hooray.

noodle noodle noodle noodle

more words i forgot i could say....
moon,
star,
uh-huh-uh-huh (as in, that's the way uh-huh i like it)
spoon (nope, not cup)
i know there are more. i am verbose. i will concede that usually it is mother who knows what i am saying. to you it might sound like gibberish.
today i said "all done bath"
daddy's coming home in 4 days!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

why did it have to be THAT sentence

well, my buddy conor has taken his first steps (yay) and i have said my first....what would you call it....complete sentence, i guess. i knew "all done"---i've known that for months. and well, i guess it is no secret that i still breast fed at 16 1/2 months (altho much less than i would like dammit).

well, now i can say "all done boobs" and put momma's shirt down. it IS developmentally significant that i put these words together so i don't care what you think about it. i am a genius. i love my mot-mot. and carrying around an old lace table runner. '
go seahawks.

getting to know you....

today i wouldn't eat the frittata mom made for dinner because i am a pain in the butt. mom has decided she is not offering me 6 different things if i am in a picky mood so she just said "never mind, don't eat, you won't starve" man i HATE it when she calls my bluff. so i started grabbing at the "ba" (which is the boobs to the uninitiated) because, well, i was hungry. so she fed me yogurt and penne pasta (i can say pasta by the way) while watching my baby eintein video. she said not to get in the habit of this eating in front of the t.v. business, but i don't know, i found it to be enjoyable and efficient.

here are some of the words i can say: pasta, up, down, off, on (off and on are the same word but mom knows which one i mean) ball, watch, bubbles, lasagna, bye-bye, mamma and dadda of course, monkey (mot-mot), outside (na-na), pen, bath, blocks (very reminscent of "ball"), broccoli (well, sort of), bike (also very much like ball). box, (also sounds like ball). strangely enough i cannot utter the word "no" altho i can shake my head. i can sort of say "buckle" (as in what straps me into the car seat), hair, and of course, vacuum (which sounds like pffffft). oh, and "all done" and "what's that"...potato (sort of) and i can't think of any other words. i copy a lot of what mom says. as i have said before, since i am such a busy person, i rarely actually finish the word. but, if i say the first part and you know what i mean, why waste time finishing the words, right? i am an effcient boy.

my auntie karen said i had to answer a questionaire in my blog. it is pretty dumb, but i will do it:

1. What color are your kitchen plates? i have bowls. plastic. red ones, blue ones green ones, purple ones
> > 2. What book are you reading now? "barnyard dance" by sandra boynton

> > 3. What's on your mouse pad? i don't understand......
> > 4. What's your favorite board game? i have board books that have flaps. that's like a board game.

> > 5. Favorite magazine? the ones that are more like newsprint are easier to chew than the heavy shiny paged ones. i am afraid of cutting my lip on the shiny ones, so i will say the newprint kind

> > 6. Favorite smell? mommy's ba
> > 7. Least favorite smell? the bubbles i make in the tub
> > 8. What's the first thing you think of in the morning? oh god where is my mommy? is she ever going to come get me?!?!?! MOMMMMMMMMYYYYYYYYYYYY

> > 9. Favorite color?definitely yellow
>> 10. Least favorite color? i don't like the yellow bath crayon because i can hardly see it when i draw in the tub. so, yellow.
> > 11. How many rings before you answer the phone? i can't count. but i CAN use my own hand as a phone, which makes it very convenient for making calls. i don't get too many tho on it...

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> > 12. Future children's names? mot mot and mamma!

> > 13 Favorite alcoholic drink? >i have been trying to get at my dad's beer my whole freaking life.
> > 14 What is your sign and birthday? september 20. i know the sign for refridgerator and i love you.
> > 15. Do you eat the stems of broccoli? no. i don't spit them out tho. i just open my mouth and let them fall out. spitting is rude.

> > 16. If you could have any job what would it be? breast pump

> > 17. If you could have any color hair what would it be? yes, i'd love a hair color

> 18. Is the glass half full or half empty ? it depends if ican reach it or not! if i can reach it it will be ALL empy in a minute

> >
> > 19. Favorite movie? altho i like several of the baby eintein series, baby beethoven, is really a timeless classic

> > 20. Do you type with the right fingers on the keys? yes. i do everything right. i am a genius. mommy says so.

> > 21. What's under your bed? what do you mean under my bed? is that where momsters are?

> > 22. What is your favorite number? that is a dumb-ass question
> > 23. What is your single biggest fear? well, it WAS that mommy wouldn't come get me in the morning, but now you got me thinking about what could be under the bed....

> > 24. Person(s) most likely to respond? to what?
> > 25. Person(s) most likely not to respond? i don't' understand
> > 26. Favorite song? bringing home my baby bumbebee
> > 27. Favorite TV show? the today show because people clap for me
> > 28. Ketchup or mustard? neither
> > 30. Favorite soft drink? whole milk
> >
> > 31. The best place you have ever been? under mommy's shirt
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> > 32. Favorite High School Subject? i like going outside and climbing in school
> >
> > 33. What screen saver is on your computer right now? i can say computer: k-pa k-pa



> > 34. Burger king or McDonald's? i saw burger king playing football on tv
> >
> > 35. Favorite pet: rambo hisses at me and cleo lets me pet her and kiss her, so cleo.

i told you i eat toilet paper

well, i guess i must not have had enough of the delicious dinner mommy made for me. i had salmon, that i picked up with my fingers (this is some good stuff yo) and then mommy put spinach, rice, and a little quinoa and pine nuts (anything for a little extra iron) in the food processor and yes, i ate it by myself with a spoon and it was also very delicious. mom was glad i liked it because i am getting pickier about what i eat these days. i thought ravioli was better as hair ornamentation yesterday than dinner.

toilet paper is still the best dessert tho.

i have 4 teeth coming in right now including 3 molars but i am not cranky about it.

yesterday i bit and hit mommy and now she says she has to buy a book on disciplining toddlers. jeez...does she buy a book for everything? i think so. and at school i pinched a kid who (USED TO) takes toys from me. i will be graduating soon to the big kids class. the teachers assured mommy i was not becoming an aggresive kid and this was normal baaehavior but mom is not happy about it. well, she'll buy a book and make me perfect. riiiiiiiiiiiiiight hooo hooo hooo ha ha ha haaaa

lots of posts today

one more thing i forgot

ONCE.

ONCE i went to the bathroom and lifted the lid for mommy to go pee pee in the potty. i was just showing her that i knew what she was talking about. it isn't a part of our daily routine for crying out loud! of course it would be weird if i did it all the time. sheesh.

once.

go seahawks

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go seahawks

well, i was very excited to go to school this morning. right after breakfast i went to the door and was like "bye bye? bye bye?" and when mom said "if you want to go to school we have to get dressed first" so i ran quickly up the stairs, before mom could even get to me, because i am not really allowed to climb the stairs by byself. but, well, if mom used the BABY GATE like a good mother, i guess i wouldn't have been able to get to the stairs. i went to school wearing my shiny seahawks sweat suit santa got me, because the seahawks won the game last night and are going to the superbowl.

so we got to school an hour early and mom kept hanging around and saying "mommy's leaving now! say bye bye! mommy's going bye bye" i kept waving and telling her bye, but she wouldn't leave---she just kept saying "i'm going-- don't you want to give me a hug?" it was like she wanted me to cry or something. she is such a freak, man.

she is the only mom in the whole park who lets me climb UP the slide. one big boy came up to me and said "hey--slides are for sliding down, not going up" and mommy said to him that i was just a baby and didn't know that. i guess if the other mommy's put down their starbucks cups for a minute and went to the slide with their kids, then maybe it wouldn't be so bad for them to go up it. i am going to try to post a picture if i can remember how to do it......

mommy goes peepee in the potty

well, it turns out that WAS medicine in that funky blue spoon thing. didn't fall for that one twice. feeling better. appetite still not as good as usual....things are still coming out of me in unnatural ways and amounts. perhsps if we don't perseverate on my health issues they will just go away....

i can ask for "itsy bitsy spider" and "bringing home....bumble bee"--oh and "headsshoulderskneestoes" i can say "potty" (it figures). when mommy says :mommy has to go peepee in the potty" i can go to the bathroom and lift the seat for her. is that weird?


i am still really into balls and of course my vacuum. oh, and totally into bubbles and i can say it too. i am finally working on using a spoon. you know why? because when mommy took me to the doctor the doc said "and he is doing well with a spoon and fork now?" and mommy was embarassed because she hardly every lets me feed myself. i keep telling you---she is such a bad mom! so she is letting me try to feed myself more these days.

not sleeping well due to this sickness balony. i heard mommy saying i needed a ferber-refresher. yuck. i really know how to break my mom's heart now. when i am really upset, while i am crying, i say "all done! all done!" (or am i saying i'm done?) guess who's bed it gets me into????? oh yeah.

well....i know this sucks. not clever or witty or funny. things have been rough around here lately. daddy is coming home in a few weeks and i am very excited about that. well, thanks for reading, if indeed you are and sorry it has been boring. not well writeen like karen's and jodi's.

it's just caca and the cats got scanned

it's been a while.....what an eventful week. mommy got sick again and went back to the doctor who gave her lots more medication and sent her for a cat scan. i don't really know why they had to scan the cat, but whatever. then, not to be outdone, i woke up with a fever early sunday morning of 103.7. mommy still went to work....she left crying, but she left nonetheless. she called tiffani about a zillion times. mommy's friend kim came from california sunday night and i was still sick. then, at 3 in the morning on monday my fever went up to--and this is not a typo--105.6!!!! one hundred and five point six. in the butt. so mommy took me to the hospital---she was still wearing her pajamas and i don't get that because she never lets ME go bye-bye wearing MY pajamas (another reason i can't wait to grow up). mommy was very very very upset with the people in the hospital (i don't understand it all, so i won't go into it) but they DID diagnose me with a fever. they are very smart.

then monday day (we haven't slept in 2 days by the way---me OR mommy) mommy realized that in addition to the fever i was in pain. i had a tummy ache. took her long enough to figure it out. so it was off to the doctor where they said i had an ear infection in BOTH ears. a new antibiotic. they gave me a shot of antibiotic at the doctor. and a stomach virus.

tuesday my fever went away but then the puking began. no eating. no drinking. no taking any medicine. auntie kim and mommy pinned me down, put me in head locks, smushed my face and tried to force medicine down my throat. but i overpowered both of them. i can spit medicine out from any angle.

wednesday it was back to the doctor because i haven't had anything to eat or drink since saturday night. my tummy still hurts. so, of course i won't take any of my medicine. damn they gave me another shot of antibiotic. can you believe my mommy asked the doctor if SHE could give me the antibiotics as a shot?!!!! my OWN MOTHER actually WANTED to give me shots. she is a very bad person. the new doctor, who is very nice to me and said i was smart, said i have a double ear infection on top of a stomach virus.

oh, did i mention that i have 2 molars coming in? yeah, that pretty much hurts like a bitch, yo.

so, here we are thursday. my fevers are gone. mommy thinks my tummy ache is better (it isn't) and i am just hurting because of my teeth. once i threw up twice this morning, she finally realized that in addition to having a stomach virus, the medicine is making me puke. she thinks i didn't know she stuck some in my grits. so mommy called the doctor again to tell them. i am sure the doctor said that i didn't need any more medicine, so i think it was just a special treat when mommy gave me this new yummy stuff i never had before out of a fancy spoon (the medicine always comes out of a syringe, and this was in a special spoon, so it must not have been medicine). today i had food for the first time since saturday. i had a few spoonfuls of grits and a couple bites of pear for breakfast. then nothing all day...then some grits, egg and yogurt for dinner. and i kept it all down. mmmmmmm.

we spent most of the afternoon in the urgent care tho because auntie kim decided that SHE had a tummy ache too (copy cat). i behaved and kim got percocet, so everybody is happy.

so. there you have it. today i have had (for the first time in my life) diarrhea like crazy. i got poop on my sock and mommy freaked out. i mean, come on, mom--it's just caca. so, to recap: 2 ear infections, one stomach bug causing vomitting 2 molars, diarrhea, mom had to call in to work again because i can't go to day care with the pukes or the runs. why do i feel like i need to say something about a partridge in a pear tree.....mmmmm pears.......

well, at least mommy feels better. and she will find out about the cats what was scanned next week. she is hoping she doesn't lose her job over all this sickness. me...mommy...me...mommy....me.....

well. i think i am getting better. i hope so, because i have been misterable. i mean miserable.

time to post. thanks for reading. and send my mommy some e mails beause she feels unloved.

ooooooh i love you vacuuuuuuum

i guess the problem when one hasn't posted in a while is the question of content. do i try to think of everything of interest that has happened since i posted last...potentially making this a waaay too long post, boring just by it's length. or do i skip the past and just get to the recent stuff. i don't know. we will see how it comes out.

i have realized that most of my favorite things start with the letter "b" in a later post i will see how many i can come up with. ball, broccoli, boobs, of course, books, going bye-bye, well, later, right?

well, mommy was worried that i wouldn't know daddy when he came home because 2 monthds is a long time for my short life. well, i will admit it took me a good minute to figure things out, but i DID just wake up when she brought me to him. but then, it dawned on me and it was "it's DADA" all weekend. we had a great week together. i just kept going back and forth to mommma and dada and i was just so excited all week.

i got a lot of toys for christmas. too many, momma said. i got some big lego's and wooden blocks and the bead roller coater they have at the doctor;s office and a ball....and some clothes.....(i do like clothes)...and some books.....and some magnetic fridge toys. uncle dave and aunt dan gave me a baby leap pad and a hokey pokey ernie. my favorite gifts are the hokey pokey ernie and....the gift i didn't even mention because it deserves to be by itself. the greatest gift a kid could ever get. i play with it all day, every day...yes, a over week after christmas and it is still the best thing i will ever own in my life....are you ready for this!!!!!! a HOOVER WINDTUNNEL VACUUM JUST RIGHT FOR ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! oh man, i can't even believe i got my very own vacuum! mom put batteries in it, so it makes a vacuum sound (not as loud as hers) and even a little light goes on. i will post a picture of me vacuuming soon. i can vauum all day long. today i even vauumed outside. i got some other cool gifts, from mom and dad and other people, but all i can think about right now is my vacuum..........

we got our family portrait done. i wouldn't sit still, because there was a lot of cool stuff to see and mom got all sweaty chasing after me. i thought it was great fun, but there aren't many pictures of me sitting sweetly and smiling cherubicly. hoooo hoooo hooooo hahahahahahahahahaha

i can say bubbles and (because they come with my vacuum) attachments. because i am too busy to finish most words, attachments comes out like "atTAH" but i know what i mean. i can sort of say "on" and "off" and "up" and "down". if you don't hear it in context, you might not know what i am saying, but fortunately, momma understands me. today i started saying "na-na" standing by the door. like today i said "bye-bye, na-na" and mom thinks i mean i want to go outside. she thinks "na'na" is outside. is she right? we'll see. i will let her sweat it out a little. i was very impressed when she figured out the when i clap my hands and go "bah-bah-bah-bah" that means i want her to sing"i'm bringing home my baby bumblebee" i mean, it is pretty obvious, but it did take her a little while to figure it out.

today i threw mom a curve ball and slept till 6:45 am. that is a big switch from my usual 5am!!!!! i don't think i will do that again for a while. gotta keep that woman on her toes. well, i feel like there is so much more to write, but anything else i might have to say will just pale with the thought of me with my very own hoover.......