Wednesday, March 11, 2009

The Ghost Whale

I now have this amazing ability to immediately turn onto my stomach when I fall asleep. It’s cool. Mommy and Daddy put me to bed on my back, and then, I instantly turn over and sleep with my cheek flat on the mat.

I can also move around some, although it’s usually in a circle. What do you want from me? I can’t crawl yet.

Anyways, I’m on my stomach, moving around, and suddenly I hear “Woooo! Wooooooooo!”

I’m like, “What the f*@$ is that?”

I’ve heard rumors about these things they call ghosts, but I’ve never seen one, but that’s what they sound like, so…

Seriously, “What the f*@$ is that?”

Evidently, Mommy and Daddy thought the same thing, although it was only Daddy who was brave enough to come in.

And guess what? No ghosts. The “Wooooo!” sound was actually my fault.

See, I moved so much during the night that I wormed my way to the corner, where my leg accidentally hit the “whale” button on my sleep sounds doll.

My bad, Mommy and Daddy. An honest mistake.

I’m sure I had something to do with that floating linen too.

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