Every morning on the way to day care, I tell my dad what's on my mind. I've asked him to pass the news on. I'm sorry if he misinterprets some of my coos as swear words....sometimes I get so frustrated that he doesn't get it right. But, hey, I'm just a baby and lack the manual dexterity to type for myself.
for the past few days, my mommy (the one that's mid-goofy face in the pic below) and daddy have been putting me in a new contraption. it has cool things on it that i'd love to play with, but since my feet don't reach the bottom of this thing, i don't have the capacity to reach out. i'm just a little weirded out by getting a diaper wedgie by sitting in some basket.
posted by little keira currier @ 7:56 PM
growing up gradually, i now tell mommy and daddy that i've pooped in my diaper....even though i haven't really. i just think its fun to say!!!
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