Today, everybody wanted a piece of me. It was crazy. As soon as I opened my eyes I was in high demand. And I ain't talking just 'bout mom, dad, and that smelly dog who's trying to lick my feet each and every morning... Uncle Tomas called that he's already waiting for me at the train station. I like him. His famous foot-to-head-and-butt-hanging-low baby hold is quite comfy so I was pretty eager to pick him up so that he can pick me up… but it wasn't so easy. We picked him up and dropped daddy off (he keeps talking 'bout making money for toys which I don't get. Why? I mean, I got tons of them and they keep on coming so why bother with going somewhere to get more of them?). And then we went to the vet 'cause it's been two weeks already and the dog didn't want to have those metal clips in her belly anymore. And then we went for a walk, for lunch to a classy Indian place, and to daddy's work to meet all my facebook buddies. So, in case you're reading this… it was real nice chatting with you all.
And now, on a little more personal note:
Aunt Manali, don't you worry, you didn't make me cry… it was the cubicles and the idea of growing up and going to school in couple of years just so that I can work till I drop… that got to be a little too much for me to handle.
And uncle Ben, I'm pretty sure that your head pulsated even more than mine when you were my age!
