After a horribly uncomfortable ride in my smothering carseat, I arrived home where I found my big brother anxiously awaiting my arrival.
What? Where is he? He's SLEEPING? Doesn't he know I'm here? Ugh. I need a new agent and PR rep. He should have been waiting at the door for me--afterall, I have arrived!
Oh, and I'm not making any obscene hand gesture, in case you were wondering. Get your mind out of the gutter.
After a looooooong nap, my brother finally woke up and decided he liked me. Good, because I like him, too.
Since my arrival home, I've been discovering the joys of the bouncer and various other baby-neglecting objects. You know that's why my parents put me in here, so they can do other things. I squawk at that. Get me out of here!
Okay, I guess it's not so bad. I'll stay here for exactly 6 minutes, then you better pay attention to me. Afterall, I am the cutest baby in the universe. You can't disagree with the truth.
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