Tuesday, November 22, 2005
Needles and Babysitters
[As transcribed by Daddy]
Today Grandpa drove Mommy and I to the Doctor's office. You know, I'm starting to catch on... it seems like every time I go there, I get stabbed in the thigh-chubb with a needle. Am I the only one who thinks I'm getting a crappy deal here? I screamed all the way home in the car.
After Daddy came home, his friend Nick came over for quick dinner and then they left with Mommy to go see a movie. In the meantime, I hung out with Gamma, Grandpa, and Anisa. I managed to have a nap, and later just kinda hung out with all of them, watching some television.
When Mommy and Daddy came home, we had some fun squeaking and croaking and wiggling and laughing. I dunno what the big deal is, but every time I make that 'creaky' sound at the back of my throat, Daddy is in hysterics.
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