Who Wants A Baggie?

What's The Up!

It's been forever since I've posted. Not much happening. My favoritest thing in the world right now is my Ballon. It's round, it has a smiley face, it bounces. It's awesome! I want to play with it ALL THE TIME! I want when I eat, I want it when I sleep, I want it when I'm in the car. I'm just not sure where it is right now. The haggard looks on Mom and Dad's faces make me suspect they had something to do with it's disappearance, though. They think they're sneaky, but I am sneakier!

My other favorite thing is getting up at 5ish in the morning so I can have my milky and cuddle with Daddy or Mommy. Sometimes, I'm so excited to see them, I can't wait and call for them at 4:30. I can't understand what takes them so long to come and get me. I mean, who doesn't want milky and a cuddle at 5am?!? Seriously, sometimes I think I'm the smartest member of my family.

I'm not sure what's going on, but Mommy's tummy is getting rather....how shall I put this so I don't hurt her delicate feelings...round. I'm not sure if I should say something or not. I keep patting it suggestively, trying to show her that she might want to cut down on the ice cream, but all she keeps saying is, "Kiss the baby?" Uh, Mom? The word is tummy, not baby. Sheesh!