Eating too Late

I think dinner happens too late. It's my favorite meal of the day (I get to eat whatever Mommy and Daddy eat!), but by the time it comes around I am so tired I can't even enjoy it!

It's terrible to be both hungry and sleepy. I don't even like to admit when I'm tired, so it's humiliating to be falling asleep in the middle of the family meal.

These pictures are from a night when we had cheese pizza for dinner. It's my all time favorite! (I've been hinting to Mommy that I want it for my birthday dinner) Mommy got the pizza and wouldn't let me eat it until Daddy got home!

What's up with that? I love Daddy and all, but I hate waiting for my pizza. Seriously, by the time he got home, I was exhausted! I was too tired to finish my crust. The crust is the best part!

Ooooooh, look how cute I am when I sleep! Wait a minute, what am I wearing? Ugh! I look stupid in green. Yellow is so much better (it's my favorite color). Ducky is yellow. I want to be yellow too.

I'm also realizing these pictures must be pretty old. I sit at the table now, not with that big tray. Oh well, you get the idea anyway. Dinner should be earlier, so I don't have to fall asleep in green pajamas at the table.