what can i say, it's sunday. i didn't feel like getting up to much last night. saturday evening i was super fussy and nothing my mom or gram did made me feel better. mom said she thought i had colic. she let me lay on her chest and rubbed my back for me. she said nice things to me and eventually i settled down enough to get a little sleep. i found out what this colic thing is she was talking about- gas. i had gas. mom says i kept farting all night long. every time she changed my diaper there were explosions going off. i felt loads better. got up at my usual times of midnight, 3 and 6am for clean diapers and food. i wasn't a total goody goody last night. i wet my bed twice. i figured mom had enough of a break so since 6 i've been fussing off and on. nothing major, just lots of hold me and don't even think of putting me in bed.
i spent some time today hanging out with gram while mom ran to the store what grandad. all she got me was more formula. i think i'll raid her chocolate stash when she's not looking. here's me sitting in my rocky chair thing.