November 30, 2003

Aha!

I was right! There ARE things I'm missing after I go to bed!

Oh, I am soooo not going to sleep tonight!

Posted by Busy Baby at 10:18 PM | Comments (4)

November 29, 2003

Doo bai spuf gzzup

Pick me up! Put me down!
Play with me! Don't touch me!
I want to eat! Get that food out of my face!
I'm tired! I don't want to lie down!
I want to sit in your chair! No, I don't!
Come with me! Go away!

Zzzzzzzz...nite nite.

Posted by Busy Baby at 03:20 PM | Comments (3)

November 26, 2003

I feel better now.

I had a nice sleep last night and I feel better. I get to have some yummy medicine and Mama says it's to help me breathe, but I really think it is to help me play faster.

I get to stay home and play with my brother and sister today. I like it when my brother chases me. It's cold, so the doggies are inside, I think they want me to ride them.

Posted by Busy Baby at 10:12 AM | Comments (3)

November 25, 2003

Lollipop

Daddy and I went to get a lollipop. There was a nice lady there. She listened to my chest with a funny thing in her ears and then I got to wear a mask just like Halloween and it made a funny noise and stuff came out of it. She gave Daddy some papers and we left.

Seems like a lot of work for a lollipop, I hope she got one too.

Posted by Busy Baby at 11:43 AM | Comments (3)

November 24, 2003

Wah!

I don't feel good today.

Posted by Busy Baby at 08:06 AM | Comments (7)

November 22, 2003

Making noise

I had a good day today. I like these, they're fun:
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Posted by Busy Mom at 05:28 PM | Comments (5)

November 21, 2003

Telephone

Today I made my first phone call ever! If you push 4 and 6 a lot there are some very nice people to talk to, you should try it.

I love the telephone, it's neat. I laughed.

Posted by Busy Baby at 10:07 PM | Comments (7)

November 20, 2003

Other Babies

There are other babies in our house, but I am the only one who seems to notice. They have a nice pink plastic stroller and they don't say much, but they are my friends.

I walk them in their stroller and I hug and pat them, I really do a lot of work with them. But Mama and Daddy and brother and sister don't seem to understand. Brother and Sister play with them sometimes, but not all the time.

We really have fun together, but I'm a baby myself, how can I be expected to take care of these when no one will help?

Posted by Busy Baby at 02:29 PM | Comments (8)

November 19, 2003

Breakfast Hat

We had muffins at school for breakfast today.

I'm not sure about them. I think I like them, but when you pick them up they turn into lots of little bitty pieces. Some of those pieces need to be flung onto the floor so the table isn't messy.

Miss Tish tried to take my hat off, but I screamed until she put it back on. Breakfast wasn't over yet and you should always wear your hat at breakfast.

Posted by Busy Baby at 09:51 AM | Comments (6)

November 18, 2003

New Pajamas

I got new pajamas. They are blue and fuzzy and warm. I've never had any like this before. Only problem is, I can't find my feet. SOMEBODY GET THEM OUT!

Posted by Busy Baby at 08:36 AM | Comments (4)

November 16, 2003

Footbaw!

That's all, just "Footbaw!".

Nitey nite. Sleep tight.

Posted by Busy Baby at 09:37 PM | Comments (6)

November 15, 2003

Grocery Store

I went to the grocery with Mama today. There's so many cool things to see! There's cookies, balloons and milk. The apples were fun, too. I don't know why you need any of the other stuff, though.

I threw my doo-bai (translation: juice) cup at a few people just to see what they would do.

Then I ate Mama's list, it was yummy.

Posted by Busy Baby at 06:27 PM | Comments (7)

November 14, 2003

Sitting

Uh oh. My entry today went bye bye.

What I wanted to say was: Isaac and I got in trouble for sitting on each other.

Now, where am I going to sit?

Posted by Busy Mom at 02:02 PM | Comments (5)

November 13, 2003

Shoes and my nose

On the way to school today, I took off one shoe and sock. Then I threw them. I thought it was pretty funny, maybe you had to be there.

Mama is forever messing with my nose. I get it all dried out like I like it (it's not fun when it's all drippy) and then she has to put a wet washcloth all over it and the dry things are gone. I must scream about it while it's going on.

Well, maybe it does feel better after that, but I'm sure not going to tell her that.

Posted by Busy Baby at 09:52 AM | Comments (5)

November 12, 2003

Clothes

I have to get dressed every day. Today my sister dressed me. I got to wear a Batman T-shirt and khakis with a really cool belt. Every now and then I check the shirt to make sure Batman is still there.

Mama says she likes it better when I wear baby clothes because she doesn't like it when I look too old. It makes her kind of sad. I'll actually wear pretty much anything, I just hope she won't dress me in baby suits when I'm 4 and all grown up and stuff.

The best part is that I have shoes with sports balls on them and they light up.

Posted by Busy Baby at 11:41 AM

November 10, 2003

Guks

This morning was so cool!

While we were driving down the highway, I saw a school bus with flashing lights (remember, school buses are funny), 3 blue balloons and a cement guk with the back spinning around.

Then, when we got to school, the garbage guk was there and I saw it lift the big green trash thing over it's head.

I'm gonna see if Isaac wants to play guks with me at school today.

Posted by Busy Baby at 09:07 AM | Comments (4)

November 08, 2003

Apples and Oatmeal

This morning, I was sitting in my high chair and was craving something for breakfast. Daddy said, "Let's have some some oatmeal", so I waved my hands in the air.

I watched him pour it and stir it and make sure that it wasn't too hot. Then I put on my bib, you know, the one with the Titans logo on it, and Daddy put the bowl down on my tray. So, I screamed, "APPLE"! so Daddy would be sure to know I wanted an apple.

Daddy said that apples and oatmeal are good together, but I know that you're only supposed to have one thing at a time on your high chair tray, so I screamed, "APPLE!" again until he put the oatmeal on the table.

Everyone knows oatmeal belongs on the table.

Posted by Busy Baby at 08:31 AM | Comments (3)

November 07, 2003

Football

It's all about footballs for me.

Most people don't realize how many things in life are footballs, look like a football, might be a football or can be used as a football. So, therefore, I must point it out to them: "Football!"

Sometimes, if I feel like it, I will say, "Buttball!" instead. That's fun to say. Mommy says it won't be so funny when I'm in grade school.

Whatever grade school is.

Posted by Busy Baby at 08:58 AM | Comments (2)

November 06, 2003

School

I like to go to school. That's where I met my friend, Isaac. Isaac is nice and funny too.

Oh, that reminds me, this was hilarious! Isaac and I were talking yesterday and he said: "Bah boo gib buh".

Me: "Gih poo guh bip spop mama".

And then Isaac was all like: "Ba ba gib goob dos gah."

Me: (laughing uncontrollably) "Bah ba, bah, ba *shriek*ha ha ha!"

He cracks me up.

Posted by Busy Baby at 08:48 AM | Comments (5)

November 05, 2003

Dinner

Daddy should be more specific if he wants me to put my dinner plate down in a certain place after I'm through.

The floor is a place, after all.

Posted by Busy Baby at 08:45 PM | Comments (7)

Breakfast

Today my cereal bar made me mad. I told it "bwa fuh doo buh bah!" And then I screamed and took my shoes off. The cereal bar quit what it was doing. I didn't tell anyone why it made me mad, it's between me and the bar.

I laughed at a school bus. School buses are funny.

Posted by Busy Baby at 10:15 AM | Comments (13)

November 04, 2003

Hi, everybody!

Busy Baby here. Cool things happen to me, too so I'm gonna tell you about them.

Yessterday, I threw up. Everyone got excited, so I did it again. They must have called Daddy and he was so excited, he came all the way to school to get me and we went home together.

Today I got a pencil and ran with it. Mama said I would get hurt, but I didn't, it was fun. I told Mama she should get her own pencil, but she took mine anyway.

I tried to sleep with my football. Footballs don't like to sleep.

Posted by Busy Baby at 09:32 PM | Comments (6)