From Finley...
My day is full of great excitement as I poo poo in my pants and sometimes even pee when my diaper is off. I think that's HILARIOUS! My mom and dad do chuckle, but I can sense a bit of tension when it comes to who will get to clean up it all.
Mom and Dad are doing the best they can. They sure do ask a lot of questions about everything and even ask ME questions. I don't talk to them though, but I can talk all right! I babble and such to them just to give them some 'hope' that I am progressing and meeting my 'milestones,' whatever the heck that means. I call this 'baby talk.' When they aren't in the room, I speak Spanish to Bourne and Bauer, our awesome cats that rule the roost. Bourne and Bauer need to realize real quick that there is a new SHERIFF in town. Finley is here and I'm here to STAY!
My hope is to go from laying on my back to up and walking one day. I actually heard that was not ideal because there is so much that I need to learn from crawling... I'm going to Google that news that I heard and find out the truth. Whatever the internet tells me, that's what I believe! Why would I believe a doctor anyhow? What do they know, seriously?
Look at me go...
I wear a bow in my hair on a daily basis... It sometimes makes my neck hurt, but it's often times well worth it.
I have discovered my TONGUE! I am sticking it out and desiring to taste everything that I can grab...
It ain't easy bein' cheesy...
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