

Don’t worry, it is not a medical emergency or anything. I just like listening to Daddy’s heartbeat. It is very calming and comfortable.


Don’t worry, it is not a medical emergency or anything. I just like listening to Daddy’s heartbeat. It is very calming and comfortable.

Today was a national holiday, but Daddy had to work (that’s just the kind of job he has). So I got to spend the whole afternoon with Mommy! We had so much fun! It has been a while since we’ve spent the afternoon together just the two of us! Except for last Friday and one of my sick days, it has been over a month since Mommy has been home in the afternoon on a weekday. I miss our time together, but understand that she has to work. After all, have you seen how much I eat?
We had so much fun that I was so exhausted by my bedtime that I fell asleep while nursing. it was a very deep cheek-smooshing sleep.

Mommy: What did you eat?
Me: Nothing.


More and more I am understanding the draw of TV. Mommy and Daddy put on my kids shows from time to time, but they keep my TV time very short and I usually lose interest quickly. But every so often I find TV interesting, and it is usually not kids’ programs.
By watching me eat the crumbs found in my chair and on the floor you would think that I’m being starved. On the contrary, I am eating three square meals a day and am fed quite well! I just don’t want to waste even a single crumb.


I may still be a baby, but I have some pretty good batteries in me. I just keep going and going. I have so much energy that my play partners often run out of juice while playing with me. It’s okay, I understand. Grownups are bigger so their batteries run out quicker. Maybe a good hug will recharger Mommy.












No matter the day, I always have time for a book in the morning.
I like to play with my phone. I don’t really know what real phones look like, but I’ve seen Mommy and Daddy play with my toy phone. So I always give it to them to answer and play with.
I had Mommy answer the phone once. Next the phone call was for Daddy. Where is he?



I guess I missed the memo about today being a holiday. I was up and eager to get ready for school while Mommy and Daddy were trying to squeeze in a few more minutes of sleep since it was a holiday. In the end they woke up and matched my mistaken schedule and then thoroughly explained to me that the next two days are holidays as well so I didn’t have to wake up early. All the while I was thinking, “Holidays! I better wake up even earlier than school days to enjoy my time with Mommy and Daddy!”
After my fever and a three-day weekend, it is weird to return to my school schedule, especially for only one day before three more holidays. Still, I surprised everyone and picked up from where I left off and did not cry when dropped off at school. I was actually getting fussy at home when I knew it was almost time to leave. It was almost like I was urging Daddy to take me to school already.

I had a lot of fun playing with my teachers and classmates at nursery school today. At the park I was really interested in the dried leaves. They were very crumbly and made interesting noises when being crunched.

I’m not quite throwing or tossing balls around yet, but I can drop them quite well and make them bounce. I’ll get the hang of it soon enough and before you know it I’ll be pitching fastballs like a MLB prospect.



That is a big robot! But look, I can reach his head! That means I’m a big boy too!


We visited a new shopping mall in the city today. There were a lot of people, so I was a little nervous, but I was also quite excited. My legs were swinging with anticipation…or maybe it was just the momentum from Daddy walking.

Daddy helps me brush my teeth, so I help him brush his teeth. But I think I got the short end of the deal because he has so much more teeth than I do, so it is a lot more work for me.


I refer to my high-low chair as my happy chair because that is where I get to eat. It is also a place where a lot of fun happens. I can try new things like try to feed myself by chewing on the other side of the spoon. I can forcefully remove Daddy’s hand from my cup so that I can freely take a drink and then throw the cup on the floor like viking. And I can rock, shake, clap, and have a good time in my happy chair!