Baby Boy Baker checking in here with you after neglecting to check in for some time. Life is good. Things are well and I am growing more anxious by the day to blow this joint. So much so, that I continue to kick mommy harder each and every day trying to bust out. While I seem to be meeting a lot of resistance, I keep trying. Oh well...perhaps I am doomed to stay here a bit longer. I guess there are worse things in life.
One perk about being trapped here is the food. This woman eats well! From seafood last week, to what I can only describe as an orgiastic feast a few weeks ago, I am well fed. Mommy makes sure of that. I am enjoying every minute of the food that is dropped for me each and every day.
Last week was interesting. I heard the family saying they were going to the beach. After what seemed like a eternity squished as mommy sat in the van seat, we came to this place with strange sounds and smells. At first, I just thought I was surfing around inside here a lot harder, but then I realized the wavy sound I was experiencing was outside. I don't know what it was, but I hope we get to go again once I am out of here.
Big sister. What can I say about her? This kid is a glorious mess! I get hugs and kisses from her all the time, in between her tragic fits and screams. Mommy seems to always be on the move to take care of her. Better watch sister...I will be here sooner than you think and then you have to share the spotlight with handsome little me :-)
Well, enough for now. As always, I leave you with a quote:
"A baby is an angel whose wings decrease as his legs increase"