Week 21
October
15, 2002
Tony?
Is that you? For a minute there, I thought I was in a cereal commercial.
Then I remembered it's just reading group, and hey, Fantasy Fest is
just around the corner, right? That's gonna be grrrrrrrrrreat!
October
13, 2002
Well,
which is it - spits or swallows? Today at dinner I practiced projectile
spitting my food. Hey, it's a baby thing - I don't expect you
to understand. My personal best: I splattered the old man's T-shirt,
a distance of about three feet. Daddy didn't think it was so cute.
October
12, 2002
Aiii,
a Chinchilla! No one said they were gonna pass the rodents around
at the library show-and-tell
today. But there we were, suddenly holding this furry creature. He was
a lot of fun. Daddy, can I have one? [Note from the old man: Only
if your mother lets me buy the Hummer.]
October
11, 2002
I'm
ready for my workout. Mommy and Daddy took me running today - together.
It was so hot that they had to stop and walk halfway through it. Wow,
is it ever going to cool off? They don't call this place the
tropics for nothing.
October
10, 2002
That's
Mr. Elliott to you, lady. Today I opened up my very own savings
account at the bank. I received a nice gift from one of Grandma's friends
and Mommy and Daddy kicked in a few bucks too. Not enough for the Italian
sports car but just enough so I can get that convertible car seat -
what do you mean it doesn't come with wheels.
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