I crapped my pants! no , i am not shamed to admit it. in the beginning they they dressed me up in big under wear, some full body suit and over that another bigger body suit. not they have me in the big underwear, the smaller body suit and pants, they say i am a big boy, so now i crap my pants. did you know i grew another underwear size? life is exciting. but nothing is enough for them, i smile on occasion and they want me to smile more, i look at some cloth painting and they want me to start grabbing things, is nothing enough?
they took me to the bad place again, they got me naked once more and scaled me, then they rook a huge flash light and poked in my ear, without even saying anything, i cant hear light!. theyn they gave me few owwees , they shot me in my leg and my butt. wawaaawhy?
for some reason they are very interested in my poop, color , consistency, texture, why is poop exciting, is this why they collect it from me and store in special bags?
they say i am too fussy and i am allergic to some formula, so now they changed my food source to something paparazzi says stinks, i don't know what he means ,i don't smell it. if it stinks, why would you feed it to me?
everyone is confusing me, they talk to me in so many languages its hard to understand what they want, and none talk to me in my languages, can you tell them to decided?
they started doing ab works for me, they place me on my stomach and look at me while i try to roll around, almost made it once, perhaps paparazzi should do it with me, he needs it more than I.
i began to move on the floor, not crawling yet, just moving a bit.
did you know i got my passport, and a few days later paparazzi got his. we are going on a trip, is this a good thing or a bad thing? will i have my crib there?
I got a new baby sitter, never had one, will she be sitting on me? why would she do that?
well i passed my 2 months birthday, told you I was a big boy, sorry for not reporting earlier- something is wrong with my baby2blog app.
its been a while so here are some photos of me
