Week 12
August
14, 2002
My
lips are sealed! Poor, poor Mommy took me with her to the dentist's
office for her annual check up and cleaning. She was very brave, she
only screamed once. I saw the scary instruments they put in her mouth
and she didn't even have any cavities! I hope I never have teeth.
August
13, 2002
Who
loves ya, babe? Well since I'm bald I might as well make the most
of it. What can I say? Women love me; fish fear me.
August
12, 2002
I
wonder if my letter will make it? Visited the post office today
with Mommy. We sent a letter to her friend Molly, who just had a baby.
Gee, I hope it makes it. I worry sometimes. I inherited that from Daddy.
August
11, 2002
I
don't feel so good. I got the sniffles, which makes it extra hard
to eat. I'm all woozy and I just don't feel right. I'm almost ready
to beg Mommy to take me to Dr. Z's. Aaaaaaaah-Chooooooo.
August
10, 2002
Hey,
you missed a spot. Bath time. Again. Is it really necessary to do
this every day? I keep asking, but no one around here understands
baby talk.
August
9, 2002
Put
up your dukes! Daddy says it's never too early to learn self-defense.
He's no match for me. One look at my baby blue eyes will knock 'em all
dead.
August
8, 2002
Ready.
Set. Go! The passport arrived today which means I'm free to explore
not only this country but the world! Mommy and Daddy are thinking the
Caribbean, but I'm thinking Euro Disney. Au revior.
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