Solution Oriented.

So the other morning my mama came to get me out of my crib and, as usual, I had my morning baba (yeah yeah yeah, I should have given up the bottle over a year ago... go ahead, talk to the hand). Anyway, I was sucking and sucking and pulling with my teeth... but nothing was coming out!!!! So I shoved it back into my mama's face and said (loudly of course), "Needs bah-wees!!!" (Needs batteries.)

In my world, batteries fix everything.

Round TWO.

Technically, it's round 3 since I am now working on my third year. And there is a good chance that I am actually aware of this fact. Naturally, we celebrated my second birthday with the sheep. My mom tried to make a sheep cake for me but it collapsed. So instead, we had cupcakes with sheep on them. Fine by me.

Has anyone ever mentioned that I am a LOUD baby? Well, I am. In good times and in bad. In fact, my parents don't even have a monitor in their room because they can hear me loud and clear when I wake up. And because I'm two, I'll yell if I want to. In a restaurant, to get your attention (when you're less than an inch away from me), while I play, you name it. My volume is stuck on MAX. Deal with it.

Here is my dada reading The Incredibles and Star Wars to Deano and me. Both have helped me expand my word list.

Dah Bay Do: Darth Vader
Chak-a-baka: Chewbacca
Woah da: Yoda
R2D2: R2D2
CPO: C3PO
Cay Buzz: Mr. Incredible

Peace out.