i'm back, baby!

after what seemed like forever, i'm finally able to post my thoughts to the world again. this transition to the steel city has not exactly been a smooth one. first, i had to go several weeks without seeing my daddy (although i was able to see him on the weekends...that's just not enough for this baby). then, the combination of my parents househunitng and the start of the holidays, we're seemingly always on the go. but perhaps the worst part of this relocation is the adjustment in the toy situation. sure, i may look happy in this pic...



...but do the folks really think i can be placated by sticking me in a box? i have toys around, but they insist on putting me in this damn box. they think its funny. they move it around like its some kind of car, boat, or probably the worst...daddy pretends its a helicopter when he takes me up the steps in it. come on! i'm a baby...not an idiot. i know a diaper box when i see one. have you ever seen a helicopter without propellers?