Saturday, April 28, 2007

8 Weeks

Me and My Piggy




Well, I certainly continue to meet new people and explore new places. Okay, the same places. My parents pretty much take me to the same three places: bagels, fajitas and sushi. Oh yeah, of course, the lattes.

This week I met Neal's friends John and Nicole at, where else? Elora's for those sizzling fajitas. The food was excellent. I had this white tasty stuff which my mom told me was tacos. It still came out of her breast but I call it "tacos" now. Plus, I got a present: a Swiss Flag outfit. I am going to be so cute in it.

Later in the week I met even more family. My Great-Uncle Richard and my Great-Aunt Debbie. I say "Great" in more of a complimentary use of the word rather than an age-based usage. Well, Richard and Debbie came all the way from Boston to see me! I thought that was pretty cool. We hung out on Friday night and went for a long walk in Prospect Park on Saturday. My parents was trying to sell them on Brooklyn. They were trying to sell my parents on Brookline. I was trying to sleep and be held as much as possible. We had a fun time and I watched my first Red Sox - Yankees game on Saturday. The Yankees need serious help with their pitching. I am trying to work on my arm strength. Here I am hanging out with them:

Oh, and My Little Piggy Picture, that's from the Bromfields. That is totally my favorite doll.

Sunday was a bit more complicated for me. On the one hand, I got to meet even more people. I even took my first adventure into that Manhattan place where we had brunch with Natalie and Eric. Natalie is my personal shopper. She buys me the cutest things, check out my Cole Haan moccassins:

Then, my parents took me to my Aunt Christina's House. Mom and Dad went to a baby shower (what is up with all those showers?) while I stayed with Aunt Christina. We had fun together. There was a weird creature there that kept trying to lick me. What is up with that? Here is that Nessa dog thing looking at me.



Unfortunately, by the time my parents got back, something bad happened. Aunt Christina noticed a little pimple on my butt. That stupid abscess again!! My parents called the doctor and I had to go back to the hospital again. I am so tired of the hospital. My parents told me that they will take me to a nice hotel if that's what I want - as long as I don't go back to the hospital. Its terrible there. They poke me and put things in me. It makes me sad. I am a pretty good patient though. It just stinks that I've had to be there so much. I turned 8 weeks old back in the place I was born. That sucks. I know I'm not supposed to use that language, with my age and all, but its true. It just sucks.

My Mom rules though. She never left me at all, like ever. Everytime I moved, Mom was there. I feel pretty lucky about that. She is the BEST MOM EVER. That's right, I said it and I'm standing by it. She, like, loves me. Its true. She slept in a gross chair for nights on end. Gosh, Mom, I love you sooo much - from here to the Moon.....and back again.

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