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.

Friday, October 13, 2006

i know i'm not supposed to do this...

here i am, demonstrating one of my latest (bad) behaviors....


but i do love me some grapes


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