I just want to say, it's not as easy as it looks.
Then, after I went to all that trouble, Mommy tells me they are on the WRONG feet. What on earth was she talking about? They're the only feet I have...
Then, after I went to all that trouble, Mommy tells me they are on the WRONG feet. What on earth was she talking about? They're the only feet I have...
It's ok, though. I improvised. Mommy says I have good problem solving skills.
Hey kids! I've come across a very important thing that I'm willing to share with you all - The Secret for Babies, so to speak. IT WILL CHANGE YOUR LIFE! Grown-ups, please respect my wishes and stop reading now...
Ok kids, here goes.
You can get your Mommy to do ABSOLUTELY ANYTHING you want her to. All you have to do is copy my movements from the above video EXACTLY. She will be eating out of your hand. I guarantee. If you have any trouble getting the kiss throwing just right, e-mail me and I'll walk you through it.
It's worth the time and effort. Trust me on this one.
Mommy and Daddy are helping me learn my shapes. I know square, and circle, and triangle, and I'm working on diamond, hexagon and octagon. Hexagon is pretty hard to say, though. Mommy got me this puzzle to help me learn, and I can work it all by myself! (Mommy's note: please try not to notice that the afternoon sun is streaming in the window and that he is still wearing his pajamas. He can say "hexagon" for goodness sake. What more do you want from me?)
I'm sorry it's taken me so long to post about it. Mommy has had the dreadful cold hacking cough pass out sleep all the time bug, and she's been NO help in getting my blog updated. She seems to be a little better now, though, so I should have more to post soon!
After we came inside, I was all rosy-cheeked, happy and tired. I thought the day couldn't get any better, but then...
After Hot Chocolate, I borrowed Mommy's hat and took a nap.
Then later, Daddy let me eat some snow with a big spoon. Really, we all had a pretty good time today. Is it going to snow again tomorrow?
I ALWAYS get messy when I eat. Really, the only thing that changes is how I get cleaned off. Mommy uses paper towels to wipe my hands, and then she carefully brushes the crumbs off me. Daddy, however, has other ideas. His method is a little louder, but much more effective. Mommy, you might want to give it a try sometimes.