So, I don't feed you like you're a baby bird...I actually gave you your own Mum-Mum (that name is humiliating) as you can see in your hand...I was going to take a picture of you eating YOURS...when you turned around went after the one in my mouth. I know...Food always tastes better off of someone else's plate...
We watched a bit of Sesame Street and you were amazed by how Abby Cadabby was both on the television and sitting next to you on the couch...
The rest of the day was more of the same...napping, playing...My keys and my wallet are missing...I adore you, but your dropping and throwing things everywhere is making me suspect you were the last one to see both of them. The bulk of our day was spent with me cleaning and looking for it and you yelling. Rough man. It's been rough. I gave up looking and decided that it was best to give up on the day, order pizza and bond over your first experience with it. Let's ignore that the darn thing came without cheese...it was pretty good, and you seemed to enjoy it! (I mean...it's pizza...) Crust only, but you liked it dipped in the tomato sauce... Yum yum yum... First of many pizzas my man...
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