mom says that since we are catholic we believe jesus is the son of god. she then went on to tell me that since we are outside the box thinkers, jesus also built a hot rod.
mom has a doctor's appointment later today. i have to go too. i've got sucker rash and have to get that checked out. mom thinks she has a chest infection.
not much to report. had some fresh bockolies last night, been farting up a storm ever since. so far i've managed to avoid mom's cold germ friends. gram was sick yesterday. poor gram. i played her part of the song i've been writing for her on my xylocroc to cheer her up.
this morning i've just been working on my wiggles. i am still stuck in reverse. mom says not to worry that happens to most new crawlers.

ok, went to visit doctor man. he was no help. mom says, at least we don't have to pay for that shitty service. i'm supposed to get vassileaned up on my sucker rash. mom is supposed to keep taking over the counter cold products. doesn't matter that she is caughing up stuff that looks like paste and has the atomic mass of lead. we are going to sit on the couch wrapped in our blankies and watch david attenbrough talk about reptiles.