Guest Blogger: Baby G

This is Baby G, my younger son. I feel super cruddy today because I'm rocking a fabulous summer head cold so he offered to guest blog for me. He said he'd do a little post about life as a nine-month old. He's a nice kid.

This morning I am bored. I'm going to go find something to do.

Hey! Mommy took the book away from me again. It tasted good.

Maybe I'll try this...

Hey! Mommy took the shoe away from me again. It tasted good.

What else? Oh, I know...

Hey! Mommy took her cell phone away from me again. It tasted good.

She keeps dangling all these bright noisy things in front of me. Toys, I think she calls them. They taste like plastic.

I better go find something else.

She took the carpet lint away again! Really? It's not like she uses it. Maybe she just doesn't know how much I like it. I should tell her...

Hm. I don't think she understood me. Now she's sitting on the floor, staring into the distance, shredding a tissue and looking very tired. Oh, I know. I'll tug on her hair to get her attention and tell her again about how I like carpet lint.

Oops. I forgot. She thinks tugging on her hair means distract me with a bottle. I hope she follows it with green peas again. If I smash them in my hair, she knows it means give me a bath. At least I have her trained right on that one.

She's dangling those toy things again. What is with that? I don't see her eating any plastic.

I think I'll go find another tasty book....