Showing posts with label daycare. Show all posts
Showing posts with label daycare. Show all posts
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
I Want to Ride My Bicycle
Dad keeps saying that my Chariot is designed to be pulled rather than pushed, but until today I didn't believe him. (He also says I've ridden in it that way before, but I don't remember a thing.) Bundled up in lots of warm clothes and a quilted stroller-bag, it was a little chilly, a little scary... and a lot of fun! I'm inspired to practice my latest word: "bicycle".
Monday, March 8, 2010
Back in the MSDF
It's my first day back in the MSDF. I played all day without a single "No mouth" or "Not for babies". Despite that, it was still pretty fun.
Mom and Dad stayed with me the whole day. If they enroll full-time, do I get a referral bonus?
Mom and Dad stayed with me the whole day. If they enroll full-time, do I get a referral bonus?
Monday, March 1, 2010
I habb a code
Five weeks with Rebecca and Penelope taking turns being sick at home, and I'm fine. Two hours visiting daycare, and now I have a cold. And I got off easy: During my absence, the MSDF had a bout of bronchitis and a stomach flu that emptied entire rooms. Maybe I don't need to learn how to shave after all.
Friday, February 26, 2010
You can't go home again
After six weeks of quarantine to keep me healthy for surgery, Mom and Dad finally took me to visit my friends in the Minimum Security Daycare Facility. My room's been completely rearranged, and some of my friends are walking! And had birthdays! Next time I see them Zian will probably be shaving.
Monday, January 4, 2010
In and Out of the Clink
After two weeks on furlough, I was actually starting to look forward to running with the gang in the MSDF, but by the end of the first day I had a medical release. I have to be completely healthy for several weeks before surgery, and in the pre-toddler room, the only things running are noses.
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Holiday Hearing
The wardens brought all the parents into the MSDF for a big holiday parole hearing, with snacks. Olivia's grandpa was apparently squeezing a cat inside a bag with pipes poking out of it. He was wearing an outfit called a "kilt," possibly named after what happens to the cat.
But I was granted a 2-week furlough, so I'm not complaining.
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Back in the Clink
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
If you can't beat 'em, join 'em
Rebecca keeps asking to come back and play again. I guess it's a pretty sweet gig, for a detention center.
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
I Hab Anodder Code
Since I've been visiting daycare so much the last two weeks, they gave me a prize to bring home: a cold! I shared it with Mom and Dad, because I'm just that generous.
Monday, October 5, 2009
Jailhouse Rock
Excitement Unbounded
Monday, September 28, 2009
Having a Ball
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Wiggle Room
Friday, August 28, 2009
Welcome to the Orchard
The other babies in my ward are all much bigger than I am. I figure that means I'll get the most flights. There are advantages to being svelte.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
I feel pretty, oh so pretty!
We visited the Minimum Security Daycare Facility again. Mom and Dad attended a boring meeting, I got to try yet another new place to eat, and then we went to hang out with a nice lady who'll be my warden when I start my stint in the fall. So far there's only one other inmate, but I'll have to share Maria with a total of 5 others by the time I get there. I'm not worried, though, 'cause I'm the cutest.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Soon I will be invincible
Mom and Dad scoped out the Google Minimum Security Day Care Facility where I can develop my plot to take over the world in comfortable obscurity.
They have nifty toys, the staff are really nice, and the snacks are made by a dedicated Google cafe chef.
Plots are tricky things. This could take a while.
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