Timberrrrr!!!

Ok guys, like I told you the other day, I was able to sordt of sit up for 3 seconds. At the 3.18777777777777777 second mark, I came crashing down. Uh, hello, Mommy, you were supposed to catch me! Where's the trust I tell you.

So, I told you guys about my friend Christopher, and no Daddy, he's not my boyfriend! Christopher and I had lots of tummy time together in the last couple of days at daycare. But, I'm going to come clean and let you guys in on a little "Manchi" Secret: I am not willing to share my Mommy with Christopher. When she comes to get me from daycare, I want the attention. The last couple of days, my Mommy will come stand by me at the changing table as I am getting my final changing of the day from the teachers. But this leaves Christopher on the floor by himself and he doesn't like it. So when he cried, my Mommy left my side and tried to comfort Christopher. OH I DON'T THINK SO MOMMY!!! And I let her know it, so then she comes back over to me and Christopher cries. This goes on for a while and I think Mommy feels as though she is running around like a chicken with her head cut off.

Life is good. We have lots of visitors in town and they include my Grandpa Ed and my Uncle Sean. They're so cool. It's only a matter of time before I slobber all over them!

Thanks for making me puke tonight Daddy. How many times does Mommy have to tell you not to jostle me and throw me around like a football after I eat. Enjoy the stench from my up-chuck embedded within your comforter. Take that!



Mommy, I think I hear something!!!