I'b sick. By nose is stuffed up and yesterday by tubby was yucky. I was playing at my friend's house, when all of a sudden by lunch was coming back outta by bouth. It wasn't fun! Mommy cleaned me up and took me home, but I was sick again in the car, and then twice bore when I got hobe. One time was all ove Mommy. She wasn't too happy about that. I'b sorry, Mommy! I couldn't help it.
Mommy and Daddy cuddled me all evening, and Mommy slept with me last night. I feel better so far this borning, but by nose is still stuffy.
And to top it all off, my mouth has been sore the last week or so. Really sore. Now I have this hard, kinda sharp bump in the front. I don't know what the heck it is. I hope it goes away soon!
My daddy plays this game with me where he throws the end of a blanket over my head and says, "Where's Benjamin?" That's when I find my way out from under the blanket and he says, "There you are!" I love that game.
Today, though, when dad started playing Where's Benjamin with me, I thought I'd throw in a twist. After a the first couple times I got out from underneath, I put the blanket back over my head on my own and waited for daddy to ask "Where's Benjamin?" Then I popped out and gave him a big smile!
So here I am in my crib, as I have been for the last two weeks. I was abandoned in here by my parents as they are downstairs playing video games. It's not so bad. I've been changing myself with the supply of diapers they left in here. There's a large bag of dog food with a hole torn in it, presumably so I can eat the contents (no thanks!). And top to it off, there appears to be a giant hamster-cage water bottle with a metal spout duct-taped between the bars of my crib. I thought about calling the authorities (they left me the cellphone and their credit card; I've been ordering pizzas) but I figure this can't last much longer. Sometimes I'll see one of them pass in the hall mumbling something about the "Monster Arena" or "Alchemy Pot"... It all has to do with this Dragon Quest 8 game they've been playing since the holidays. I hope they beat it soon. I can't throw the dirty diapers very far.
Anyways, my list of skills is growing. I can now stay seated on my own, though I can't get myself in that position yet. My babble is getting more complicated and expressive. I can totally follow things that leave my field of vision and my mimic abilities are beginning to kick in. I eat lots of solids now, veggies, fruits, cereals. Meat hasn't gone down so well, but that's ok. Dad says he wouldn't eat it either since it looks like caulking material.
Ah well, now if only I could get out of this accursed cage. I'm running out of Mars bars.