Heidi September 23rd, 2009
Uh, Mom? I don’t know if I can handle this three-months-old stuff.
On the day I turned three months old, I showed you how much I loved my jumper. So then the next day, out of nowhere you put me in here.
And for crying out loud, I don’t even know what “here” is!!
[It’s a walker, Son].
Wait a minute! Hold that thought!
My labial sensors have picked up something on their radar.
Ooooh, my lingual sensors have picked up the same thing!
This warrants a full investigation.
Whoah! That was strange.
Snuggles!!!!!!! You’re in da walker, Snuggles!!! You’re in da walker!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hey there, Bubbers! I sure am!
You’re such a good wittow baby, Suggles!!
Wook! I’m rubbin’ your head, Snuggles! I’m rubbin’ your head!
You wike da rubbin’, huh? Yes, you wike da rubbin’.
You know what, Snuggles?
….. What, Bubbers?
We’ll always be best friends. Thank you for being part of our faminy!