Week 39
February
19, 2003
I
can talk! I said my first word today. I pointed at Max and said
"cat." Later, I also said "Dada," which is one of
my favorite artistic movements. Speaking of movements ... you'll have
to excuse me, but I'm not potty-trained yet.
February
17, 2003
They'll
never miss this grocery list. Babies are supposed to destroy
everything in their path, so why should I be any different? This piece
of paper, carelessly left on the living-room floor by an adult, is history.
Just doin' my job.
February
15, 2003
What's
that? I don't know what Daddy's looking at, but I can see Mommy.
Hey, over here! It's getting hot in the sun and I'm just about ready
for a glass of milk and a cookie.
February
14, 2003
I'm
a star, babe. CNN filmed us in Coconut Grove today. They wanted
to see how Daddy and Mommy handle traveling with me. Actually, it's
more a question of how I handle them. Too bad I can't talk yet.
February
13, 2003
What
in the world is that? I've been to the Miami
Metrozoo three whole times, and I still don't remember what these
are called. If you know, please send me an e-mail.
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