Monday, April 11, 2011


Mom and Dad made cookies again tonight for dessert.  There seems to be something mystical about the cookie.  People are always eating them and there is even a crazy blue guy on TV who pursues them like some sort of drug addict chasing his next fix.

Sadly, I have been told that I can't eat them till my teeth come.  I don't know what Mom and Dad are thinking.  It doesn't seem to be a problem for the Cookie Monster who has no teeth at all.  To be honest though he doesn't to actually chew them.  It seems like he inhales them instead.
No cookies for awhile.  I had to be content with ground-up guacamole, milk, chewing on fingers and my stuffed giraffe tonight.

A baby does what a baby has to do sometimes.


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