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Aug 27 2008

I Have A Rash On My Head

Published by blondiewrites at 11:18 am under Ist Month Edit This

I wrote up with a rash on the back of my neck and it goes up to my head. Dad told grandma and she said it would be wise to take me to the doctor just to make sure. She said she never heard of a baby with a rash on their head. Mom and dad took me to a doctor and he said I have a rash. Well, we all knew that before going. He gave my dad a prescription to rub on it.

My belly button thingy fell off and now I have a rash on my head. I have to take a bath every other day and now the newest thing is dressing me in clothes all the time. Mom is always saying “Don’t spit up on your new clothes.” Well, if she is that worried about the clothes, she should just let me wear my jammies. I am so much more comfortable. Dad had off work today because he took vacation.

He said he wanted to get some stuff done around the house. He took the dog for a walk, bought mom a new chair, and got rid of that love seat thing mom and me lay on. Maybe he is trying to tell her not to lay down so much. Mean daddy.

I am getting big and gaining weight so now they think I can go longer without a bottle. I still get hungry in three hours for sure. I like my swing, but I never fall asleep in it. No one can figure me out. Everyone keeps saying that babies fall asleep in the swings. Not me, I stay awake and keep my eye on my mom.

I can see wherever she goes. If she leaves my sight, I let out a loud cry so she comes running back to me. She told dad that I was a little dickens. What name is that now? My name is Alivia. What is a little dickens?

The day was quiet because mom and I just laid around the house. We watch The Price Is Right and some soap operas. Mom even typed on the computer, but she told dad it was hard to type holding me. I laugh when she says things like that. I have her just where I want her.

Now for the cat. That cat keeps coming by mom and me and rubbing on me and mom pets her. That cat is so big and I am still little. Just wait until I get bigger than the cat. I will teach it who is boss. I have plans for that dog as well. Just wait, I am going every day.

It was another early night for us because everyone was tired. Dad was mad again because that convention thing was on television. Lights out for us at 9 PM again.

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