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.
i'm bound to be a track star. just look at me...stretching out, getting all limbered up to roll around. since i can't really balance myself on my feet yet, or crawl, or even dress myself, i have no idea what events i'll partake in. but i do know that i'll look damn cute in the pre-meet socials. i just hope that mommy and daddy finds a school with pink as its main color.
posted by little keira currier @ 9:35 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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