We started school last week. This is how I look when I get home at noon every day.
It took me a few days to get used to it, but by the end of the week I was laughing and having a great time! Mom had a hard time leaving me there, because in her mind I am still the tiny little baby she took home from the hospital. We found a picture from that day- amazing how much has changed since then!
Mom thinks it is funny to call it "school" because it is really just daycare, but they call themselves an "academy" and they have a curriculum, even for infants. Just for kicks, she wants me to pick a major for my first semester: Bouncy Seat-ology, PlayMat-istry, or Jumperoo-nomics. Mom said we are sticking with it for now instead of getting a nanny, she said something about having watched too many episodes of Nancy Grace.
Here I am at home, making a present for Mom. It was really loud, and Mom thought it was hilarious because I was smiling and laughing at her the whole time. She called it the Hundred Year Poo, and sent this picture to Dad since I was wearing his favorite pants at the time. Maybe if poo isn't funny to you, then you should skip to the next picture.
Here are some pictures of me and Dad after my bath. Some people think I look like him...
It took me a few days to get used to it, but by the end of the week I was laughing and having a great time! Mom had a hard time leaving me there, because in her mind I am still the tiny little baby she took home from the hospital. We found a picture from that day- amazing how much has changed since then! 
Mom thinks it is funny to call it "school" because it is really just daycare, but they call themselves an "academy" and they have a curriculum, even for infants. Just for kicks, she wants me to pick a major for my first semester: Bouncy Seat-ology, PlayMat-istry, or Jumperoo-nomics. Mom said we are sticking with it for now instead of getting a nanny, she said something about having watched too many episodes of Nancy Grace. 
Here I am at home, making a present for Mom. It was really loud, and Mom thought it was hilarious because I was smiling and laughing at her the whole time. She called it the Hundred Year Poo, and sent this picture to Dad since I was wearing his favorite pants at the time. Maybe if poo isn't funny to you, then you should skip to the next picture. 
Here are some pictures of me and Dad after my bath. Some people think I look like him...
2 comments:
That image will always be burned in my mind...and apparently burned in that set of pants...
Okay, Miss Kels, two things:
1) Never let your mom post another pic of your poo! Tell her that's gross!
2) And yes, no doubt you are your daddy's girl. :)
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