Howdy Doodee!

Boy, have I been busy with growing up lately!

I think I'm ready to walk but I'm making mommy and daddy wait to see my magic trick because they keep pressuring me to walk. I decided to give them another month of what they call peace of mind. Once I start walking, I'll be unstoppable...they just don't realize it yet.

I have 8 teeth now! Two more are coming in and they make me cranky and insufferable. I don't know what that means but my mommy says it every time some new teeth start to come through. If she would just let me gnaw on the furniture I would be fine. Instead she stops me from chewing on everything. It makes me angry and I yell at her to let me live. For some odd reason, it isn't okay for me to yell at mommy and daddy. They keep putting me in my play pen without the toys and it makes me sad. I figured out that if I do what they tell me, I won't have to go into the playpen unless it is sleepytime.

They trick me all the time but I usually figure out how to get around their meanness within a day.

I'm also standing up all by myself. I use mommy when she is near by because she just seems the perfect person to use for everything. When she isn't near by or looking for jobs on the internet, I usually grab hold of whatever is closest and when there is nothing, then I just get up. I should probably start getting up like that all the time but since I'm 9 months old, I don't have to do anything I don't want to. It'll happen eventually.

My last update is about the stairs. I can climb up 4 stairs now! I would try to climb more stairs but my weird mommy always takes me down after 4 stairs. I get frustrated and start temper tantrums because I figure she would leave me alone so I can do what I want. But no, she's always there to stop me. I gotta find something for her to do so that she isn't always watching me. I want to do what I want all the time, not just some of the time.

I've said enough to mommy now. I think she wants to go look at more shoes on Polyvore. She always tells me how I will understand the power of a nice classic pair of heels and the hypnotic effect of some out the box red bottoms. I don't know what all that means. I hate shoes so usually when she goes on some rant to my dad about wanting some new shoes, all I hear is blah, blah, blah. Why can't she just shut up and make me a fresh bottle with a side of sweet potatoes?

I'm off to watch Sesame Street while daddy is napping. He hates my show but I'm the Boss so he doesn't have a choice but to let me watch it. I just want to watch it in peace without him rolling his eyes so loud I can hear them in his sockets. I got that one from mommy too! :)

My Mommy Won't Let Me Post My Own Blogs :(

I told Mommy I can write, edit and post my own blogs and she keeps doing it for me. It makes me want to cry. Is this my blog or hers? Boo and hiss.

My First Kiss...From A Boy!

A couple of days ago Mommy and I went to Miss Brittni's house for some play time with other babies and mommies. I had a ball! I got to meet Miss Brittni's baby, other little girls and a boy!

Daddy says that I have to wait until I am 21 to like boys. I don't know what that means but I think my mommy does because she always laughs in his face when he says it. I heard her say one time, "tough luck with that". Anyway, I was sitting on the couch minding my business and this curly, dark haired boy walks up, hits the couch and says:

"Hey, Boo!"

Because he was yelling in my ear I had no choice but to pay him some attention. He kept hitting the couch and shouting the same thing and it was funny so I laughed. Mommy laughed too. Personally, I think he was hypnotized by my fabulous silver tutu (see picture above).

So when his Mommy and Daddy was holding us, he gave me a kiss. I heard them say something to Mommy about an arranged marriage. I don't know what that is either but when Mommy said something to Daddy, she laughed and his face just looked like mine when I taste something nasty.

I normally don't kiss people because I don't like people all in my face but since he was cute, I allowed him the honor.

Mommy told Daddy but he wasn't happy too happy about a male kissing me. His face looked like the "nasty" face again. 

Message from Mommy:

The little boy who kissed Logan was 3 years old and I've known his mother for 9 years and his father, for 8. It's cute now but I've got my eye on his little fresh tail; I'll be having none of that kissing going on anywhere near puberty time!

What Was Supposed To Be My Day At The Park

Everyone in the house talks like I can't understand English. I might not be able to speak it to where other people understand me but I know what's going on. Don't be fooled! So when I heard the word "park" today, I got excited inside. I have been in this dreadful apartment 2 days in a row and I want out!

That's me and my sister all dressed and ready to go out. She was bothering mommy about it all day. I decided to be on my best behavior because I haven't been that kind of a baby this past week. I will write about that later. Let's just say...I don't like to share my daddy...or my mommy. I don't care if it is my sister I have to share them with.

Back to the park...I didn't think mommy would ever get done this morning. She was taking so long and any time sister and I would get a little fidgety, she'd say "we're leaving in a second". I know I'm only 6 months old but I know a second can't be that long!

We finally get to the park and I can't contain my excitement any longer! Let me out of this chair!

I think mommy can read my mind because right when I was about to start protesting, she pulls me out of the truck. Yayyyy! The sun was all in my eye but mommy took care of that for me. She pulled my shade over my head and I was ready!

As we stroll through the park I see these big black and yellow buzzing things. They look like little pacifiers and I want one. I just can't manage to grab it because they're too fast for me but I can try! If only mommy would have unbuckled me...just when I think I got me one of those buzzing things, my stroller starts turning around.

Why are we walking away from the buzzing things and the park? *lip quiver* We have to get back in the truck so soon? *tears welling up* I wanted the buzzy thing...that's when I look over at sister and she's being a big old scaredy cat because of the buzzy things. She's ruined my park experience. I'm not happy about my day at the park being shortened but the good part is now I get to feel some air condition!

I'm simple. I'm a baby, remember?

My First Blog!

Someone suggested my mommy give me my own blog since I ALWAYS have so much to say (like her). She told me I couldn't have one until I was in middle school but guess who got their wish early??? I'm not even in pre-school yet and I have my own blog! Look at me!

Why did she cave in?

Because some bad woman is calling other people's children Babybottoms. *tears* THAT'S MY NAME YOU WENCH!

I'm not allowed to curse at all because I am only 6 months but I've heard "choice" words before and my mommy had some for her.

I'll try to tell you more about my little life but my mommy has to write everything so be patient with her...she does have her own writing to keep up with!

Bye!!!

-The ORIGINAL & OFFICIAL Babybottoms :)