oh man it's like bedtime and my dad still is not here. oh well. i guess i can see him in the morning, and the morning after that, and then the one after that one. we can totally have breakfast together. no sharing though. mom hardly makes enough for me.
today i poopied like an the ice cream factory at pizza hut. there was no end of poopies. i ate loads too. i think mom tried to do me in with some old baby rice mixed with pears. it didn't smell bad and it didn't taste bad but mom said a few hours later- hey i wonder if that was bad. i don't know, i felt fine all day. we'll see how tomorrow goes. if she gave me food poisoning, i am so calling the health department.
what else? hung out with gram for a bit. read stories, had a million wiggles. went for a surprise trip in the car to where else- pizza hut. mom and gram voted they wanted pizza for dinner. that has been my day. lots of waiting around for dad to show up.