Party, party, par_tay! I'm pooped from all the functions I've gone to lately. That's why today I'm going to just kick back and enjoy the peace and quiet.
After all, it's hard work being a baby you know: This is what I hear constantly...
1. Smile, Owen ...If I smile any more I'm going to get carpel tunnel in my jaw, if that's possible. What more do these people want from me?2. Burp, Owen ...I'll try to burp, however, if I don't, please, please, let it go. I'll be fine and I promise not to upchuck on you. Honest.
3. Owen, are there any teeth in there? ...Not just yet, but please, get your hand out of my mouth. I'm ready to choke, ok?
4. Owen, did you fill your diaper, yet? ...I think everyone smells knows when that bodily function occurs with me. However, I hate it when people make known the fact that I've filled a diaper. Do adults broadcast it when they go to the bathroom? I think not. So, please refrain if you're guilty of this. I'm all about privacy you know.
5. Can I hold Owen? Of course you can hold me, but you'll have to wait your turn :)
Ok, bye for now. I'm going to take a much needed nap.
