Epic meltdown!

I was having the best time in the tub tonight playing a new game. I catch my animals in the net and then let them go. Way too soon mommy started to let the water go down the drain and I WAS NOT HAPPY!!! I didn't want to get out. I hit her, I screamed, I pushed the drain back up. I swam around the tub when mommy tried to take me out. When I was out, I kicked and screamed on the floor. I cried, I yelled. I was SO MAD!!! Daddy put me in the crib to calm down and that just made me MADDER! Mommy took me out and after a while I calmed down. I even scared myself how out of control I was.

Pre-meltdown with my new farm toys.

I'm not ready to get out.

Flying sidewalk

I fell today and scraped up my face. One minute I was running and the next I was lying face down on the sidewalk. Now, a few hours later, I'm OK. I just hope we can put off my passport photo shoot until I heal.

This is my better side, now.
How long until my scraped nose heals?

Wet and traumatized

It's taken me two days to write this post. I'm still somewhat traumatized by what happened. Sunday afternoon we went over to Mary and Victor's house. We've been there many times before, but this time was different. I walked in the door and their dog Canela was there. At first we just stared at each other. Then out of nowhere he started licking my face. I was paralyzed (that means frozen) in a combination of fear and icky-ness. Canella's tongue was wet, warm, sticky and smelly. And it was all over my face. EWWWWW!!! Mommy tells me it only lasted a few seconds but if felt a lot longer than that. It was the most gross thing ever. All I could think to do was cry.

Lonely lady

I've been feeling lonely lately. The feeling comes on whenever I look up from playing with my toys and find nobody is in the room with me. At first I get a little startled. Then I get a little sad and start to cry. Within seconds mommy or daddy will come back in the room, say hello and then I'm all happy again. It's quite the emotional roller coaster! I know they aren't far away, and I'm totally fine, but I like having an audience.

I love playing on mommy and daddy's bed. 

Stop calling me a boy

So many times when I’m out with mommy and daddy people will peek into the stroller and say, “What an adorable little boy.” It happens regardless of what I’m wearing. The other day I was wearing a lot of pink and someone still called me a boy. I know I shouldn’t get upset, but, well, it makes me a little mad. OK … a lot mad! 

Stop calling me a boy. Would a boy wear these socks?

Who’s a cry baby?

I had a great first day at day care! There is this really fun play mat. Every time I kicked my feet the mobile started moving and playing music. That kept me entertained for hours. Everyone was really nice and a bunch of the teachers said I had the cutest chubby cheeks. I’ll take the compliment, but pinching them is where I draw the line. I’m looking forward to going back tomorrow.

Well ... I wasn’t going to mention it, but it’s bothering me. Mommy totally embarrassed me in front of everyone!!! I was playing it cool in front of my new friends smiling, laughing and squeaking. Then mommy had to go ahead and cry when she dropped me off and cry when she picked me up. How embarrassing! Geesh—pull it together mommy! Thank goodness daddy is taking me tomorrow.

Whaaa!

What a day, WHAT A DAY! There was nothing mommy or daddy could do tonight to make me happy. They tried all the usual things, but I was not having it. I cried for hours. Eventually I tired myself out. I’m not sure what’s wrong, Maybe it is because it was raining today and we didn't get out. Whatever it is, I hope I feel better tomorrow.  

PS: I'm sorry mommy for screaming in your ear. I'll let daddy know about the noise-cancelling head phones you said you want for your birthday.