Well, my break from daycare is now over. I had to miss a week for a minor surgery (apparently the mole on my bum needed removin’), and then the daycare was closed for the holidays.
I had a great time over Christmas!! I learned many important things.
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Number of presents is inversely proportional to recipient’s size. That is, I get more stuff than grownups.
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Parents get excited all backwards. For example, Daddy was more excited about Mommy opening the present he got for her than opening his own
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Stocking stuffers sometimes just go near the stocking instead of inside. I think it might be a dimension issue.
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Mrs. Claus is very nice. Santa, on the other hand, is a little scary. I don’t mind him in ornament form… just the real dude.
I got some really cool stuff, too, including some great new toys, new Veggie Tales DVDs, markers, books, clothes and even my own laptop! I also decided to start using sentences. It’s mostly a matter of convenience, really. If I announce “I hurt head”, Mommy knows immediately where to kiss. Apparently I’m quite good at it. It is unfortunate that I will have reduce my communication to what is generally referred to as “words” by the hoi polloi, but one must always consider his audience, I suppose.
We didn’t really do much for the New Year. We had been travelling so much that I think Mommy and Daddy were exhausted. By the way… I think Mommy and Daddy have a problem with projection. The more tired they get, the more I end up being put down for naps. Maybe I should have a talk with them.
And Mommy’s birthday was yesterday! In the afternoon, Mommy and Daddy took me to Austin’s birthday party at Wiggle Time, and we had a LOT of fun. There was a ball pit, a trampoline, and a bunch of slides. There was even a sort of gauntlet where you dodged (or didn’t) the big kids playing on swings in the main walking area. My head hurts.
But after that, we went out to celebrate Mommy’s Birthday. Mr. Thomas, Ms. Summer, and baby Daniel came with us, as well as Mr. Jim and Ms Katie. It was really fun. We went to Cheddar’s for dinner, and then hung out at home. Unfortunately, that evil cat pulled another stunt. When Mommy and Daddy put me down for bed, Zeus slipped into the room. I won’t tell you exactly how he scared me, but suffice it to say that Mommy and Daddy heard me screaming from the other room and rushed in, only to see my pointing at the kitty and bawling hysterically. Luckily, this bought me 20 more minutes of play time, so it all worked out for the best.
