soonan and her husband rikitikitavy are on their way to visit my dana bunny and g-dad in the islands. lucky. by the time i get there the rum will be gone. i drink the rum in the morning, i drink the rum at night.

my baby sense is tingling. i think dad is going to be in trouble. mom informed him that mother's day was the same day as their wedding anniversity and dad was all like 'so.' even i know that means trouble.
been trying something new for breakfast the past two mornings. mom has been stuffing me with fruity porridge, which is just oatmeal with chunks. damn tasty.
i haven't been letting mom get much sleep. i woke her up a few times last night for stuff.
today just isn't my day. i've been wacking my head on the door, literally. i've got a couple bumps. i look like a brawler. i'm badass.
off for a walk with my gram. i've downloaded two poopies so i think i will just nap.
gram and grandad went for an adventure without me. spent the rest of the day giving mom a hard time. i don't feel so great.
mom's cold cooites have finally caught me.