Books

Momma said she might have to take my books away from me. I keep destroying them. It seems the more I love a book, the more I tear it up. So much for board books being indestructible.

Momma says when she has the money there are a few she wants to replace. But right now she doesn't see the point because I'd just destroy them again.

Hair

I hope you all weren't attached to my hair. I wanted a buzz cut like my brother. And what Luke wants, Luke gets.

Pics later. Momma has been busy.

Time Out

Bear

Momma: I love you hugga bear!
Me: I not a bear!
Momma: You are! You're my hugga bear!
Me: I not a bear!
Momma: You and Thomas are my baby bears, I'm the momma bear and daddy is the dada bear.
Me: Daddy is a bear?
*goes over to examine*
Me: Daddy not a bear! Daddy is a daddy!

My Bed

For a long while I was sleeping downstairs with momma ever night. I slept in my pack 'n' play by momma's bed. Now I'm back to sleeping every night in my crib upstairs. I don't mind it so much. It's nice and comfy. I have all my lovies and blankies and room to spread out. I miss sleeping next to momma kinda. I really don't like that grandpa wakes me up so early. Momma always let me sleep til I woke up. I'll get use to all this.