Yesterday Mommy took me to a Kinkos in Silver Spring, MD. She was making approximately five bazillion photo copies, give or take 2 bazillions. She didn’t have anything for me to play with, and she didn’t have anywhere to set me down, so I helped. Thus, I have a few insights about my time at Kinkos that I would like to share:
1. Don’t ask for Mommy’s help if your machine is jammed. Chances are, she’s the one who jammed it in the first place.
2. Don’t ask the Kinkos guy for more staples. He’ll nod at you knowingly, and then give you a brand new stapler. Except that one won’t have staples either.
3. Collating is KEY. There is nothing more frustrating than trying to distinguish a Biochem quiz from a Biochem exam.
4. Don’t go there on a budget. And don’t let them fool you… Kinkos is really just a fancy Asian word for DOLLAS.
5. Kinkos is not really a hotspot for the under-2ers. Do not expect Mommy or Daddy to let you push the buttons or play with the staple-remover.

And that is what I learned while at Kinkos. If ever offered the opportunity to go again, I think I will gracefully decline.

Smiles for a fab Monday!

Everyone can breathe easy now, cause I have officially made it through my first week at daycare. YAY!
Miss Jet was very good to me, and she put up with both my relentless whimpering and poopy diapers. She took me on walks through her garden, and we looked at the pretty flowers and the butterflies. I even taught Miss Jet how to say ‘butterfly’ in German, ‘der Schmetterling’. So now we can chat with both breeds of butterflies: the english-speaking ones, and the german-speaking ones. That’s Wunderbar!

In other news, I am now rolling over. Problem is, I haven’t yet quite mastered the roll-back. So I often find myself calling for Daddy in the middle of the night to come help me find my SIDS-friendly (or unfriendly, depending on how you look at it) sleeping position. I also enjoy kicking off my covers, moving my crib toys, and throwing around my pacifier. In other words, do not bunk with me if you are one of those sensitive sleepers– it’s unlikely you’ll get much sleep. Plus, me and Baby Tad take up quite a lot of room anyhow- you might not fit.

Who’s Baby Tad, you ask? Only the most clever singing frog there ever was. And that is why I own two.

Hip Hip Hurray! Three cheers for Saturday!

(did you see how I cleverly rhymed that?!?!)

This is me and Elmo’s first flick on the big sreen. Mommy has to hold the chair down so it doesn’t fold us up in it!

My reation when Mommy told me she was going to take me out of my Baby Einstein play sauer.

So, the first day of daycare didn’t go so well… Miss Jet said I cried the whole time, and just wanted to be held. Now one of the other little girls at daycare is scared of me and my indomitable wailing. And I had hoped my cuteness would allow me to make friends so easily…

In other news, I am eating my first banana today. It’s bananas, B-A-N-A-N-A-S! It’s exciting, I wish Gwen Stefani was here to see it. And, for my banana day, Mommy has me appropriately dressed in my monkey pants. That is, pants with little monkeys on them. The folks at Gymboree come up with everything, and for every occasion.

Thank you to everyone who posted the “YOU CAN DO IT!” comments on Monday’s blog entry. It went well, despite my napless day with Miss Jet.

So, cheers to Wednesday. Hump day– it’s all downhill from here.

don’t you love my powdered bod?

Today is my first day of daycare, and Mommy’s first day of school. I think she’s going to be gone before I wake up, and I’ll miss her. Mommy told me she’ll miss me too. On Saturday, we went to visit Miss Jet, the lady who’s gonna take care of me. She asked Mommy if she was going to cry. Mommy said No, but I think maybe she will. Even if she doesn’t, I’m sure I’ll wail enough today for the both of us.

So, Daddy is going to feed me breakfast, which should be interesting. Thank goodness Mommy already set out all my food, otherwise I’m not so sure I’d be eating a well-balanced meal. I think I might fuss and complain the whole time just to see what silly song-and-dance routine Daddy breaks into just to get me to calm down and eat. He’s so funny like that.

Well I have to say toodles for now. Wish me luck today, pray that I make friends at daycare, and take all my naps.

Ovations for Monday, and all the 1sts it brings for the Luck fam!

These are the beginnings of the “gimme stage”…

Ahh, the smooth ride of the jogging stroller… puts me right to sleep everytime.

Fact: No one has ever looked cuter drinking out of a solo cup. Also a fact: the double-rim-grip method appears to be the most efficient way to achieve desired cuteness status.