Hm...odd. I don't know why that happened, and I can't seem to fix it without making it worse. Ah well. You get what you pay for, I suppose.
Here it is in its entirety...
So, what I've been doing lately is prepping Mom and Dad for one of Baby's favorite games:
I drop it, you pick it up. Repeat.
I have been using several methods to do this: I have been sucking on a cold washcloth for teething,
I drop it, they pick it up. Repeat.
I have been kicking off my socks. My parents put them back on again...I kick them off again...
It really is a remarkably fun game. I had no idea that it would be so much fun until I actually
started doing it. Now, it seems like nothing will EVER match the fun of watching them try to catch whatever I kick off, in an effort to not have to wash it once it hits the floor.
Once I perfect this game, I can apply it to virtually anything that you give me to hold.
A bottle? I will drop it! You will pick it up!
Rattles? The same!
Fragile keepsakes that I shouldn't be holding anyway? YOU BET!
Here is a picture of my latest favorite past time. I enjoy sticking my tongue out at people, especially Mom & Dad. Bleeeehhhhh!