T-3, T-2, T-1...Lift off!

I think I have a government issued secret bouncey seat. It's unlike any other bouncey seat known to baby. What makes mine so different? It flies. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, my bouncey seat makes bubbles and flies from room to room in our house. It's so awesome!!! The cool thing about it is that it's voice activated. There are a few bugs that need to be worked out because I sometimes find myself having to yell and shout in order to get the bouncey seat to fly.

I did not get any sleep Monday night. Just horrible. When I was sleep scooching (Mom says it's my version to sleep walking) to the corner of my crib, my toe nail got caught on my bedding and ripped right off. That hurt like a mother trucker! I was screaming and wailing to make the pain go away, but it just seemed to make things hurt even more. Mom comes scurrying in and I'm trying to tell her what happened through my sobbing. Talking and crying just don't mix. Mom had no idea what was wrong and she started changing my diaper. I'm reaching for my foot and she keeps on putting it down to put on my new diaper. I didn't want a new diaper!!!! I needed a little TLC on my big toe! She finally got a clue and saw part of my toe nail missing. After putting 2 and 2 together, Mom made the boo-boo go away with a kiss and a late evening snack. All felt right in the world and I was back in slumberland. Well, my utopia soon came to a screeching halt when I sleep scooched my way into the corner of my crib. I had no idea how to get out and I was starting to feel a little claustrophobic being wedged in there. I think I had a panic attack because I could feel my ears and face turn all red and hot. Again, Mom scurries in and starts changing my diaper. I really don't know what's with Mom's diaper obsession. A cold, wet wipe really does not make me feel any better about the situation. After diaper change #1,454,209, I get another late night snack and a some lullabies.

I am still debating as to whether I wanna be a thumbsucker, a two finger sucker, or all of the above.

I'm pretty much leaning on becoming a thumbsucker. With my thumb in my mouth, my other fingers are free to hold the blanket and I can tickle my nose while sucking my thumb. (I like having my nose tickled. It's one of my fave past times.) If I did the two finger sucking thing, I would have to use my left hand to hold the blanket which I'm not really keen on.

Mom says I'm growing up way too fast. I don't think my chub is getting any bigger, but I definitely do feel changes. Most of those changes happen to be in my mouth. For some crazy reason my gums are killing me and sucking my thumb seems to be the only thing that makes it better. *Sigh* I guess it just goes with being 4 months old.

Someone throw me a bone here!

All last week, I hardly saw Mom. It was bad enough that Dad was going to be gone, but Mom, too?! Grandmama and Nonna said Mom had to go to this place called work. I'm not really sure what it is, but I was not too happy about it. Thank god I have Grandmama, Grandpapa, and Nonnna to help me through this. It required several early mornings where Grandmama greeted Mom and I at the door. It's nice being at Grandmama's because it's serene and peaceful. We get to have our talks and share in private little jokes. At one point, Grandmama even let me watch All My Children with her. There's a lot of drama going on in Pine Valley. It makes my world seem tame.

Other days Nonna would watch me. She's funny because Nonna plays these clapping games with me. Then she would let me sit in the big people bouncey seat with her. I was hoping to find out what was happening on All My Children but Nonna was more into the home shows and the Food Network. So whatever havoc Adam was causing in Pine Valley, will have to wait for another day at Grandmama's.

Whenever Mom and Dad eat, I always get jealous because they get to have food while I'm stuck with a bottle of milk. You can just smell the wonderful aromas of pasta, chicken, roasted potatoes, etc...It's just not fair. Now I know how Bob the Quiznos baby feels. Mom tells me that in a month or two I get to add a few more things to my meals. I can't wait!

P.S. Dad is back from his fishing trip in Canada which means Mom gets to take more pictures of me!!!

Have you any woo'?!

Someone should call Kanye West stat! Mom has the hottest hit on her hands. It's called Baa, Baa Black Sheep. This song is very melodic with a little bit of hip hop tossed in to give it a little street cred. I bet it will be all the rage when it hits the airwaves.

I think I have a laughing addiction. I was over at Grandmama's house on Wednesday. Mom and I were about to leave and Grandmama let out a laugh because I made a goofy face. Immediately, I let out a laugh. Then Mom laughed and then Grandmama laughed again which in turn made me laugh and then it started all over again. It soon turned into a laughing contest. I'm not really sure who won because we were all laughing at the same time. :P

Mom has been hard at work searching for a job so she can buy all the wipes and diapers I need during my infancy. The past week I've been helping her type her resume and coverletters. My coordination seems to be improving and I'm up to 3 words per minute! Mom says I'm a fast learner and she's very proud at how well I've excelled in my communication skills. Not only can I type 3 words per minute, I can SAY 3 words. Right now I can say, "Hi!", "Yah!", and "Yeah!" May be some of that Italian I've been listening to in the mornings will kick in. Soon I'll be saying, "Ciao!"

Mr. Sun and Mr. Frog can be so mean sometimes. Mr. Bunny and I were having a friendly chat this morning and for no good reason Mr. Sun and Mr. Frog started verbally assaulting Mr. Bunny. They told him to shut up and said he has nothing but stuffing for brains. Plus, they said the fairy should have banished him for good after he bopped that last field mouse. I'm not really sure what brought on this onslaught of cruelty towards Mr. Bunny, but I was not having any of it! I told Mr. Sun and Mr. Frog that their comments were uncalled for and to knock it off. If I wasn't strapped down in my swing I would have given those two a beat down. How dare they hurt Mr. Bunny's feelings. Mr. Bunny was so hurt he just cowered down on my little lap. The only thing I could do was be all cry-cry for my bunny friend. Poor Mr. Bunny. Not only was he was upset, but I was upset, too. Mom heard my wailing and comforted Mr. Bunny and me. She said Mr. Sun and Mr. Frog will get a stern lecture about respect so it will not happen again. Well, all day I did not see Mr. Sun and Mr. Frog. I guess Mom told them a thing or two. As for Mr. Bunny, he's just laying low. My little heart goes out to him.

This week, my entries will be pictureless. Dad has the digital camera for his Canada trip. For all those wanting to get a sneak peek at my chub expanding, you'll just have to wait until next week.