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.

Thursday, March 23, 2006

i'm getting closer and closer

actually, that title works on so many levels, its funny. let's see....

i can almost walk.
i almost fit into my new shoes.
i was able to communicate to my parents that i wanted the toy instead of the bottle by changing the direction of my point and tone of my grunt.
i think i almost said toy.

but what i really meant by it, is that i'm a little closer to taking over control of this site. as you can see by the infrequency of my posts, daddy's been quite busy. he hasn't even put up any pix of my birthday. what a lazy bum. but i still love him to death. anyway, i have better finger dexterity nowadays so i think i can work the keyboard a little better. spelling is way down the road for me, so i guess that's another hurdle i need to hit.

pix to come soon. daddy promises.


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