***So, my mommy was supposed to help me write this, like, a million days ago. But she gets easily distracted, so we won't hold it against her, I suppose. Anyways, let me tell you what happened last week. We went to Little Rock with Nana & the 3 Cs (my uncles), just to get out of the house for a day. They took me to this restaurant called Famous Dave's, made me sit there and smell all of that delicious BBQ, and didn't even let me have any! Triflin'. At least my Nana let me chew on some rib bones (my mommy had tried to give me yogurt earlier, but I wasn't having that, especially since she was eating rib tips and fried fish and garlic mashed potatoes and didn't give me not one nibble. Hmph.). I decided I needed to leave my mark on the place, so I was really good throughout the whole meal; then, when it was time to go, I reached my hand out and grabbed Nana's glass of water, pulling it off of the table. Oopsie :) It's just water, anyways. I just had to make it known that I was ready to leave! So leave, we did. Next stop: Museum of Discovery. I chilled in the stroller while mommy wheeled me here and there. The coolest part about the whole thing was the snake I got to touch; yes, yours truly touched a snake. Not like a had a choice, of course, but I didn't know I was supposed to be scared of the thing, so I just thought it felt weird and went on about my business. After being super-snake-petting-baby, it was PLAYTIME! In this huge area filled with toys just for the little people. And by little people, I mean babies. Not munchkins or midgets or dwarfs. Just to clarify. Moving on...
So I was in this awesome little people play area, trying to dodge my mommy's arms (I don't know why she didn't want me to chew on anything; doesn't she know I'm "at that age"?). Then, in come some Big Kids. I must say, I was a little confused because I was pretty sure that I was in a little people place; yet, I played on. I saw my mommy giving them the side-eye reallll tough, though, and hovering over me even tougher. Good thing, too, because after a while, one of the Big Kids passed by her and (accidentally?) hit her with one of toys she was carrying. I don't know why the girl thought she could fit through that small space, but whatever. That was the last straw for mommy. "Excuse you," she said with an edge in her voice. "You need to be more careful, and y'all aren't supposed to be in here anyways. This area is for children four and under."
"I'm sorry," the boy with her said. "Is that your baby?"
In her sulky voice: "Yes."
"She's cute. What's her name?"
"Gabriela." She's thinking, Why is this little boy still in here AND asking me questions on top of that?
"Oh, that's a pretty name. Well, we're sorry."
"That's ok," with a softer voice. My mommy's a sucker for kids with manners, especially since so many seem to lack them these days. Bet I won't! :)
So the Big Kids left, and it was just mommy and me again. I played some more, then it was back in the stroller to see what the 3 C's were doing. After leaving the museum, we went down to the River Market to get some dessert. Once again, I got NO love. I couldn't even get one bit of ice cream! Life as a baby...jeez. I was getting sleepy, anyway, so I guess I didn't mind
too much. After loading up the truck, it didn't take too long for me to get snoozing. Not too bad of a trip. But let me tell you what else happened over Spring Break.
So, when my mommy is in the bathroom doing whatever, she puts me on the rug with some of my bath toys. The rug is next to the wall. Now, usually I have pretty good balance, but I guess that day just wasn't my day. I tipped over and hit my head on the tile, after which mommy scooped me up saying, "Oooh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Yeah, ok sure. It was just one time, so I accepted the apology. However, later that night, while she was running my bathwater, it happened AGAIN. "Ooooh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Umm, not gonna fly this time, mommy! I let her bathe me and wash my hair, but when she put me on her lap to dry me off, let's just say I "sprung a leak." Maybe she'll take more care with me and bathroom walls from now on. She laughed it off, but then she pinched me with the pacifier clip! "On accident" she says. Jeez, mom, how clumsy are you!? If this is what I'm gonna have to deal with for the rest of babyhood, just give me some magic grow-up potion, I'm begging you! As soon as she took me in the playroom, I practically jumped out of her arms into My Nana's. Yes, My Nana. Mine only. She always takes good care of me and shnuggles me close. That day, mommy could've kicked rocks. But we were friends again 10 minutes later. Sometimes, she just needs to be in mommy time-out...
Well, I have been off-schedule all spring break, so I guess we could say that that was payback, pt. II. Hehe! As usual, I'm napping with My Nana, which leaves me really confused as to how I could possibly be writing this...but we'll worry about that another day. Until next time!***
