Softball coaster

Mommy and daddy had their first softball game today. It was an emotional roller coaster. I laughed (at the other team's doggie when it licked my face), I whined (when I wasn't allowed to swing the metal bat around), I cheered (when daddy made it on base), I yelled (when I wasn't allowed to take the field with the rest of the team), and I even cried (when I saw some swings nearby that I wasn't allowed to go on because it was the middle of the game). I guess it was fun, I just hope this doesn't become a regular thing. It's exhausting being a spectator (that means a watcher).

So much fun in the park with Julia.
We are ladies who love to swing.

The Galfunts came to visit today, but no boys
allowed in this photo.

What a drag

Mommy and daddy got me this new seat, but they keep leaving it in the bathroom. I'm not sure why. I need the seat in the living room where I watch TV and read. For the last few days, I just keep dragging it from the bathroom into the living room. Silly mommy and daddy. Just leave it there already.

This chair sure is comfy.

Junk grabs

Lately, after I poop, I've been letting everyone know by grabbing my diaper and saying "I poop. I poop." Mommy says I'll be a great marketer. I don't know about that. What I do know is once I say it I get changed pretty quickly, which I like. Sometimes, it's fun to trick everyone. Like this morning, I grabbed my diaper and yelled "I poop. I poop." Mommy went to change me and ... fake out. There was nothing there. He he he he.

Bad daddy

Daddy didn't give me advance warning that it was Mother's Day today so I didn't have anything special for mommy. Bad daddy. I need time to plan! Geesh! I hope mommy isn't too sad. I'll have to think about how to make it up to her. Hmmm.

Feeling sad about not knowing about Mother's Day. 

Finger trick

I learned a neat trick. If you stick your finger up one part of your nose and blow, then stuff comes flying out the other side. The trick even works on both side. I used to blow my whole nose at once and nothing came out. This is so much better!

Days be hiding

This week sure went fast. One day it was Monday and all of a sudden it became Friday. Where did the other days go? Maybe they are hiding in the playground. I'm going to go look for them now. Be right back.

Nope, no Tuesday hiding here.

No Wednesday or Thursday here either. 

Please don't sting me

Ever since I came home from school with a few notes saying I'm both scared and obsessed with bees—there are a lot in the park we go to—mommy has been singing this silly baby bumble bee song to me. It makes me chuckle a little. But, it's not helping mommy, so stop singing already.

Drawing therapy to get over my bee fear.