I feel terrible. How do I look?

In just four days my blog is already more popular than my dads. Who's the writer now?

Am I always going to have drool running down my chin?

It is starting to worry me that I'm the only one in my family that contantly has spit all over their face. I'm always having my shirt changed becaused it's soaked - talk about embarrassing - yes I have to change my clothes because I drooled all over them. Oh well

Crackers are pretty much my favorite food

I'm not sure if there is a better food than crackers. If there is I haven't had it yet, and I'm pretty sure I've tried every kind of food there is. They are crunchy but quickly get mushy in my mouth.  Sometimes I put more and more into my mouth and soon I start to run out of room.

It's also fun to try and pick them up with my little fingers. I was never able to before, but hey I'm a quick learner. Hey Dad! More Crackers Please!

Sometimes this life is the pits

The highchair is my favorite seat in the house.

What's to eat?

How long do I have to lie in this crib?

I've counted every bump in the ceiling. I've yanked on each ruffle of my blanket - and I've tasted them too. Do I really have to start crying again for someone to come get me?