Rocks in my pockets!
Mommy told me to stop growing up today. She said I at least need to slow down a little. Pretty soon, I'm not going to be one anymore...in a month and a half, I will turn two. Mommy is a little sick about it. Excited, but sick.
Today, Mommy and I had a picnic on the couch. I got to eat a corndog. I ate the whole thing up! Know what else I did? I put rocks in my pocket on our walk today. I brought home 7 rocks, a leaf, and a flower. Mommy said it was a weed, but I really like it anyhow. I smelled it for about an hour. No kidding. I had that thing so far up my nose that Mommy thought it'd plant roots and start growing.
I learned a few new words today again. The most famous of them all was "sorry". I say it a little different from you all right now. I say "shaw-wy". Mommy made me say it to Daddy...and to her delight, I actually did! As you can see from this picture, I got bored during naptime and decided to take down the border from my room. Mommy heard what I was doing (I've been picking at it for a week now) before she came in to get me, and she brought the camera.
The funniest thing about it was that when she came in, I knew she would be sad. I didn't get up and jump around and scream happy screams like I usually do. Nope. I stayed down in my crib on my back...and just stared. I just simply stared and listened to her say "oh no. oh no." Then I said it too. Daddy came in and shoot, I could hardly keep from crying. They didn't even make me feel bad. I felt bad because I knew I shouldn't have done it. But I said "shaw-wy" to Daddy and they both threw me around a bit so I'd know everything was okay.
Alright well, I gotta go to sleep now. I'm still sicky and need some rest. I haven't slept much the past two nights...Love you! TJ