Messes and Sitting (Bruce, 3 mo)

Hi big people,

It’s been a big week or so. In random news,  mommy told me not to mention this, but she seemed so impressed that I think I should get to boast. Besides, she doesn’t usually tell me not to discuss things, so it must be exciting. After a diaper change, I made so much mess that mommy changed all of her clothes and said the sheets and went to wash saying all of her limbs needed it. Daddy says it’s because of all the notmommy I’ve been drinking. And I don’t mean drinking mommy from the wrong source. I mean drinking the wrong thing. It tasted Not As Good. Frankly, I hate to tattle, but Mommy has been seriously unreliable lately. She’s been missing three nights out of the last seven, like not anywhere!. And I know she didn’t just disappear either because one day Daddy took me to visit mommy in a place of bright lights and we brought her home. So she existed! She just wasn’t with me! Daddy vanishes most days though, so he’s not better. Not quite sure what’s wrong with these parents sometimes.

Also, I gather that Mommy had a thing called a Raymond that she liked a lot, but I don’t think that’s a good reason to wake me up by squeezing me. And this isn’t the first time she’s done that either!

However, some good things have been happening too. I’m definitely feeling more able to control this giant heavy thing at the top of my body. That makes it much easier to see wiggly interesting things. In fact, mommy’s been putting me so that I lie up and down instead of looking at the ceiling. Then I can see SO Many things. All the things! It’s much less stable than lying down normally, but I can see so many layers of excitement. I crow and kick with great joy. Then my feet stop holding me up and the view slides away. This makes me yell with outrage, and usually summons a grownup. Though sometimes they come with frustrating slowness; remind me to write them a bad yelp review after this. For now though, I’m off to help Daddy mail a check.




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