I just wasn't feeling it today. Maybe it's still getting used to the whole organic milk thing. Maybe it was a cold I caught from Petra. Maybe I just woke up on the wrong side of the crib. I just wasn't me today. And I clung to Mommy as much as I can.
She actually dug that. I'm not much of a clinger.
I thought that was how my day would end, but then...voila! Auntie Pua showed up. I hadn't seen her in awhile, and she came to play. We got on the floor and she chased me. And then I tackled her. And then she read a book to me.
And then, when I was eating, I also decided to sing at the same time. And as you all know, I've got opera chops. And what did she do? Try to throw green peas into my open mouth. But she missed, over and over again. She hit my forehead and my cheek and one flew past me and hit the wall.
Ummm...what was I saying about having a bad day?
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