On the day Grandpa left - it was a Saturday - we were supposed to stay overnight in Kansas City. Due to a broken pipe in our building, there was no heat, so the apartment was freezing. Since they had to change me, we went to the nearest baby-changing-table-restroom available, at the nearby Barnes & Noble. I made a mess during it, so after Mommy changed me, Daddy had to do it too. It’s ok, both of them could use the practice. We came back home that night.

When I get hungry, I stick my hand in my mouth. When I get really hungry, I try to stick both. They usually don’t fit, which makes me very angry :(

When Mommy comes home from work, I go straight for the boobie. No hello, no “How was your day?”, nope, straight to the boobie. Hey, if she wants chatting she has Daddy for that. I’m all about business.

Sometimes in between feedings all I want is something to suck on. So they give me a pacifier, and I suck on it like there’s not tomorrow. Then after a while, I forgot I have it and I drop it. And boy, do I scream when I realize I don’t have it anymore!

Another achievement: I peed on Daddy during bath time, while he was holding me. Soaked his whole t-shirt :D

One day, I woke up after a nap crying. Grandma started to change me and Daddy came over to comfort me while she was doing it. His head was next to mine when I peed straight into his face! The bad part is that I also peed into mine :( Still, worth it.

Speaking of peeing, I’m on a quest to cover as much of the room as possible in it. One morning Grandma was changing me and I peed straight up, over my head, beyond the changing table. Daddy came to help clean up, and while they were busy there, I peed in the other direction, into my bassinet. All i’m saying is, if they don’t have to do a full laundry load after I’m done, I’m not doing my job properly.

I like to headbutt both Daddy and Mommy.

We went to Kansas City for Thanksgiving. Mommy and Daddy went out for a dinner date for the first time in 3 months. They’re lucky they have Grandma here, otherwise it would have been 3 years!

I’m sleeping on the couch these days, on Mommy’s pillow. Now I have better coordination so I can fit my hand into my mouth easier. Phew!

Other things that I try to put in my mouth: my toy giraffe, the burp cloth they use to wipe my mouth, Daddy’s t-shirt, the sheep from my crib (that’s supposed to help put me to sleep), Mommy’s fingers, the pillow cover.

Don't care what that is, I'm gonna try to eat it
Don't care what that is, I'm gonna try to eat it

I got a centipede for Christmas, and even though it’s longer than I am, I hugged it and then immediately tried to eat it!

I also started cooing. Some nights I’d wake up at 3-4am and start talking to myself.

These days the Changer-in-Chief is Grandma, she does it almost all the time. One night when Mommy and Daddy were trying to give her a break I waited until they took out the old diaper and then peed all over. Gotta make sure they don’t forget.