oh god. mom made me watch some boring ass show called inauguration. what was the head guy's name? shaft? (mom says after you get your tax review, you'll understand)

mom says the excitement is finally coming to an end. this morning grandad and uncle tom had to go back home. now it's just me, mom and dad. i cried a little. ok i really just threw myself on the ground and fake cried, but the thought was there. i like having visitors.
my cold is finally gone. i am back to eating full bowls of food, peeing lots and making poops. everything is functioning at 100%.
this morning after everyone had left mom got me dressed and we went out too. i didn't even make it across the bridge onto the sidewalk before mom put me in buggy. i was extra evil this morning. first i laid down flat out on the ground, i just laid there. i wasn't fussing or screaming like i have seen other kids do, it was just a silent protest. then i sat on the ground and looked around. mom finally had enough and pulled me onto my feet so i swung around in my harness. all this probably went on a good 5min right in front of the door to our building. mom said if i wasn't going to cooperate, it was the chair for me. ok fine.
mom rolled me into town. she said all the planned fun for the day was now canceled and i had to go with her to the grocery store instead. whatever.