Umm, yeah. My Nana did this to me. I'd really rather not talk about it. 

Really Mommy, is this necessary? I really don't like being made the subject of your mockery. Now put down that camera and give me my cereal bar. Now Mommy... I mean it.... 

That's it, I've had enough. I'm outta here... 

I had a big week this week! Mommy thought she'd have some time to put the house back together after vacation, but I had some different plans for her. Here I am in Dexter's cage. I don't play in Ike's cage anymore, as it's too easy to get in and out of, and he doesn't get nearly as riled up as Dexter does when I throw his food and toys out. (Not that I would ever go out of my way to get a rise out of anybody... Hee Hee Hee.) 

I learned to read this week as well. I can tell a pretty good story, if you don't mind all the characters saying "Baa" or "Moo". 

We had Beach Day on Wednesday where Mommy got to hang out with her friends and I got to hang out with mine. I had such a great time, minus the two times I did face plants in the sand, and the one time my goldfish crackers fell out of my hands into the water (were they trying to go home?). 

I continue my obsession with all things "Baby" by hogging all the babies for myself when I go visit my Grandma. (I'm not sure the rest of my cousins are attuned to the special needs of caring for such a large brood.) So here I am showing them the proper care and feeding of a Baby. Holding them with one hand by the waist and cramming the bottle down their throat with the other is the way I find works best. 

So I finally got Mommy to cave in and buy me my first Cabbage Patch Doll. Her name is Lesley Hope, and I've been busy learning all the tricks to being a good Mommy. I can feed her, and burp her, and put her in her car seat all by myself. I'll know I'm getting somewhere when she learns how to reach my Fruit Puffs and sneak them to me without my own Eagle Eyes Mommy spotting her. 

But the biggest news of the week is that I learned to stand up all by myself! Of course this doesn't save Mommy and Daddy's backs from still getting sore, because it's still up to them to walk me around wherever I want to go. 

Now what happened to those cookies I saw Mommy put in here? Oh well, looks like I'm just going to have to throw everything out one thing at a time until I find them. When is she going to learn that there are much easier ways to get things done around here? (Mainly, just give me whatever I want.) 

My car seat and I became best friends on this trip... It feels kind of weird not being in it four hours a day and actually napping in a crib. I think I need my very own Laz-E-Boy.
 

My Aunt Krista is the coolest, and we had so much fun together. She lets me have my pipe and blankie whenever I want, and she lets me throw all her stuff on the floor. I think she should give my Mommy some pointers...


 

OK, enough is enough. Now they take my juice too? I've got to get out of this airport and back to my house, where juice flows from every Sippy.