Sick Of Being Sick

I'm just getting over this terrible flu my dad gave me. Thanks, dad! I had this awful cough and I got real hot and I've been miserable for days. The only thing that makes me feel better is mommy.

I don't care if it's day or night, rain or shine, hell or high water, when I want my mommy to make me feel better, she better come running! And don't try and tell me that daddy is any kind of good. He can talk to the tiny hand because my chubby face ain't listenin'. He got me in this mess in the first place so poop on him! Hmmm.... maybe I will...

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Daycare Blues

Mom and Nana took me to this place yesterday. There were a bunch of babies there that I'd never seen before, and some big people, too. Mommy disappeared for a while, but Nana stayed with me. It was sorta fun, but after a while, I wanted Mommy. Good thing she showed up!

Then today, Mommy took me there AGAIN! I found a ball to play with right away, and that was fun for a few minutes, but then, when I looked around, Mommy was GONE!?! I thought I heard her say goodbye while I was checking out that ball, but I never thought she actually meant it! I called for her and called for her for what seemed like forever. Then this nice lady showed up and we sang some songs for a while. That was pretty cool. But when it was over, I was ready for Mom again. Where was she?!? I must have called out for her for a few hours before she showed up! And boy did I let her have it! We'll see if she pulls that stunt anytime soon. Hah! I showed her!