From The Mouth Of A Baby

I am just a little person, but when I want something, I have to cry for anyone to notice me or do something for me. When I cry, I sure know what I want. When I whimper, it usually means I want to be picked up. Mom and dad got this one down pat. When I cry uncontrollably, I usually want a diaper change and my bottle. Mom is good with this one. Dad has some learning to do yet. He usually confuses the diaper with the bottle scream. We sure go through a lot of diapers when he cares for me.

Then I have my over tired cry. This usually does not stop until mom puts that sucking thingy in my mouth and I relax enough to fall asleep. I have to wonder why there is no book or something that people can read so that they know what my cries are all the time. It is hard to train mom and dad. I heard mom talking about me getting shots and teeth. Some lady told her I will cry when I get teeth. I will be happy to have teeth, eat real food, and bite people, why would I cry about that.

I think the dog even knows what my cries mean. He comes running to me all the time when I cry. He really understands me now. Visitors are funny when I cry. If they are holding me and I cry, they give me back to my mom or dad. I got that one perfect. Dad said I am going to be a stinker when I grow up.

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