I had my first full week of daycare while Mommy went to work this week. I hate to brag, but I am such a good boy! I eat well and take really good, long naps for Mrs. Fran, and I hardly ever cry. I'm so happy in the morning that Daddy has a hard time leaving me. I sure wish he could stay. When I get home at night, Mommy and Daddy fight over me! No one wants to let me go because they both miss me so much. Before I went to daycare, Mommy got all her hugs and kisses in during the day so I got uncontested Daddy time at night. Now Mommy and Daddy just can't get enough of me at night!
I'm growing so big. Mommy thinks I grew about 2 pounds and at least 2 inches while I was at daycare this week. She wonders what Mrs. Fran is feeding me! I hold my head up almost all by myself, and I can sit up with a little bit of help. My vision is really good now. I can follow Mommy and Daddy as they walk around the room. I love to watch all the lights and colors on TV. I look for Mr. Giggles when I'm on the changing table. He always makes me smile when he sings to me! And when I knock Mr. Giggles over on top of me, I immediately try to eat him! I can always find my hands now and know just exactly how to put them in my mouth! Oh, and I can drool. Pools of drool. I've learned to blow drool bubbles even. I've discovered Nemo. I'm not sure what to think about him, but I watch him very intently when we're both on the couch with Daddy. I'm starting to relax my hands. When I sleep, I no longer hold my hands in cute little fists, but I relax them with my fingers open. It makes Mommy smile to see my fat little hands relaxed in sleep.
Are you feeding that kid Kryptonite? He'll be leaping tall buildings with a single bound soon. Gramps
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