It's All Fun and Games....

Until you get stuck in time out in nothing but a diaper and then you get dressed up like a ghost. But you'll have to wait for that part. First a quick recap of the day.

I slept most of the morning. I was tired. Then I got dressed. Mom thought I looked cute. She thinks I look cute every day. Granny Kat and Bobby came for a visit. They were "in the neighborhood". Right. It was good to see them anyway.

Later in the afternoon, I was in a pretty good mood so Mom thought she'd try to take some pictures of me while I was sitting on her lap. I think I could have a career in acting. Just check out this study of emotion:

This is my "Whoa, did you just see that spaceship??" look.

This is my "I cannot believe you just said that!" look.

This is my "shocked, but thoughtful" look.

This is my "Help, the monsters are coming!!" look.

This is my "clearly surprised, but ready to fight" look.

This is my "Oh my gosh, that was hilarious and now I'm going to laugh a lot" look.

And this is my "I've had it with this mess" look.

And I had had it with the picture taking, so Mom put the camera away.

Later on in the evening, Mom and I had a bit of an episode. OK, so maybe it was a little bit my fault, but I maintain that I am very small and can't help it. I felt a little bit bad about it, but Mom was kinda laughing, so I guess it was ok. So, I may or may not have had a poopy diaper. It may or may not have exploded out of my diaper and onto my pretty pink pants. While Mom was cleaning me up, I may or may not have spit up all over my shirt and the blankets in my bed.

So today I learned that if these things happen, I get put into time out wearing nothing but a diaper and a hairbow.

And if I spit up on my little naked self, I have to sit in time out dressed like a ghost.

BOO!!!