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.
it's always fun for me when daddy's mowing. i just like standing at the door/window and watching him go back and forth, over and over, up and down, left and right. it exercises my little neck muscles. i don't think he can hear me, but each time i see him, i try to yell over the noise of the lawnmower. DADDY!!! DADDY!!! DADDY!!! DADDY!!!
posted by little keira currier @ 10:02 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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