Well, I'm 19 months old now and getting bigger every day!
Well, sort of.
I'm still small enough to sleep in a drawer, if I wanted to.
Of course, I DON'T want to, but the point is that I could.
Anyway, I keep busy every day doing lot's of fun, important things.
I get up, eat breakfast, and then my favorite way to spend the morning is to go to the park.
Mama doesn't like taking me to the park, though. She says I keep trying to play with toys that are too big for me.
I see her point, but the big toys are interesting! Like this bucket-thing. It twirls round and round! I love it, but it scares me too. Any time I climb in, Mama has to save me.
This bridge is fascinating too. It takes me a long time to cross it, and sometimes I lose my footing, but I have to cross it five or six times, just to see if I can.
These steps are scary, which means I have to climb them as often as possible. Mama lets me do it, but I think it makes her nervous.
Man, sometimes I wish I was bigger.
After a morning of playtime, I take a nap, eat lunch, and then putter around the house. I like best to play with Mama. I climb on her legs and keep her busy with my messy adventures.
What would she do without me?
The best part is when Daddy gets home at dinner time. I run to meet him at the door and he hugs me and plays with me. I LOVE him!
(Unless he has a beard--I am NOT a fan of the beard.)
After dinner, a bath, and a few songs with Daddy I go to bed.
And that's my day!
Buh-Bye
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