I've been struggling with conveying what I want to Mommy. I have all these great ideas in my head, but Mommy doesn't really get it. Like when I tried to climb in sister's baby doll stroller. She got me out. She didn't get that babies go in strollers. I had to let her know I was NOT okay with the whole 'getting me down thing' so I did what any genius baby would do. I threw myself on the floor.
My technique has really improved over the last few weeks. At first I tried the Throw Your Head Back technique. That worked great on the carpet, but the wood floors and tile hurt. I knew a change had to come or I would really hurt my noggin. After much contemplation I decided to utilize the belly flop. It was somewhat effective, but it was missing the dramatic flair I was searching for. Then I found it. The knee drop with my head thrown back, ending in a belly flop is the way to go. It prevents injury on my part, but really sticks it to Mommy.
I have also been working on strengthening my big toes. Did you know those guys can hook on higher surfaces and hoist you up on things? Never underestimate the power of a strong toe.
I first figured this out in Mommy's bathtub. She has this little seat thing. I put my chubby little leg as high as it could go, but it wasn't cutting it. However, my big fat toe could reach the ledge of the seat. I hooked it on quick and hoisted myself up. As I stood there all proud of myself, Mommy gave me the mean face, said, "No, no," and got me down. Party pooper.
The next day, I found something she would let me climb on. Check me out...
I am one big stud muffin, but if you want a piece of me you'll have to get in line. Mommy has my heart, meany face and all. I love her and those Milk Twins!
Love,
Chubby Cheekers
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