First things first. I POOPED!!!!!! Trust me, this is a big deal. Most babies go once a day. This one, a little less frequent. I know this really freaks my mommy and daddy out as they are always asking Ms. Maria if I had a "vowel movement". I never understood why they ask this as it is very clear I am not talking out loud yet. Now in my head, you would not believe what I am saying. Like tonight when daddy got this really great idea to feed me from something other than my boppy. (For an understanding of my passion for the boppy check out one of my previous entries.) So if you look closely at the below picture, you will see that in my head I am saying some very choice things about my daddy. He eventually gave up after several spoonfuls and a couple audible outburts from yours truly. Needless to say, only a few minutes later me and the boppy were reunited. He will learn, rather I hope he does.
So why am I frustrated. Well, I think I am catching on that daddy is actually taking care of me without my mommy. I really miss her and can not wait until she comes home and takes care of me better than daddy. Not to say anything mean (cause if you can't something nice, then don't say anything at all, right?) but my daddy is not my mommy. Mommy smells better, ALWAYS feeds me the boppy, usually is the one that I get to ride to school with and is always the one that picks me up. Kinda like my mommy says all the time, daddy is great, but only in small doses. Oh well, I think I can handle it for a few more days, but if it goes much longer than that, well as all I really know how to do is cry, stand by.
All kidding aside, I am doing great and daddy is always playing with me. (This may explain why I always want to be held at school, and no, not by Christopher!!!) I am learning so many things and it seems so fast. It is so weird to experience so many new things every day. Lately I am working on this whole moving around thing. Get this, I rolled all the way across the living room the other day. Daddy was trying to get me to come to him and I was getting really frustrated because I can only move in reverse (daddy said he had a car that did that once). I can not wait for the day I can move forward. Oh yeah, I think I can see much further than before now, like today when daddy was all the way across the room sticking his tongue out. I saw him and started laughing. Pretty cool huh?
Okay, it is my bedtime and we all know I like to get all the sleep I can. I will show you some more pictures tomorrow, as dad jacked up the camera while I was suffering through cereal.
Goodnight and sweet dreams,
Gracie (aka "The Munchie")
THIS IS NOT MY BOPPYYYYYY!!!!
1 comment:
OK Manchie, I know you love the boppy, but solid food ain't so bad either. I promise you'll get to still have the boppy (for now), but you get something new to try too. Give it a shot! Pretty soon Gracie and Mommy and Daddy will be going to PizzaMania together!.
Love,
Mommy
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