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.

Monday, October 17, 2005

new toy

every day when i'm on the floow with my parents, i try and try to get the tv remote from them. its almost like a chess match. i scoot my way over to it and they move it. i climb over them and they move it away.

so i finally manage to sneak my way to it. i don't want to watch arrested development. its way over my head. i want to see cookie, elmo and oscar. i keep pushing the buttons, but nothing happen.


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