coo's from the crib (or, my life as a baby)

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.

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

wow does time fly....

just 5 months ago today (correct if you're going by calendar, if counting weeks its 22 weeks tomorrow), i took my first breath outside the womb.


granted it was after a long, arduous journey. part of which, my mom was zonked out while my wee little head was being traumatized.


i don't even think she finished that popsickle. i promise that i'll never let one go to waste. especially cherry.


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