Lately I've decided to take some initiative and learn some new things, and perhaps try new things, you know, whatever came my way.
Well, I learned a new animal called a 'howl, it says whoooo, hoooo... I think its pretty awesome.
I also decided to start calling Dad's mom by her name, you know, 'Gamma'... But there seems to be an awful lot of ladies with that name, it just so happens that every one of my friends have a 'Gamma', go figure. I have no clue how we'll keep them apart. Luckily mom's mom is Oma... Which I am taking a hiatus from saying, because I can.
Earlier this week my tummy started to turn once Mommy had me tucked in bed, then out of nowhere my tuna casserole showed up.... Not a pretty sight. But mom took the lead and got me cleaned up. After a long night of more stuff showing up out of nowhere I was starting to feel better. I did, however, discover this thing called the spare bedroom. Mommy and I slept there so she could take care of me and to contain my cooties... Well, this spare bedroom has a bed, a huge bed, and I. Loved. It.... So the next night I woke mommy up at 3am and said I was done in my crib... And she fell for it, so we cuddled for one more night. I had a game plan for tonight, and well, it sort of worked. I got mom to give me another chance in the big bed.... But this time she said she wasn't going to stay with me. I will admit that I was a little hesitant at first, but after yelling downstairs for a while I realized she wasn't going to leave me alone in the house, so I fell fast asleep... Hopefully they get the hint and move this bed into my room-its slightly more manly.
This week started off rocky but has turned around quite nicely!
