Today is my second birthday. I woke up at Goomba's after a weekend of inflatable entertainment, meals on demand and Japanese cartoons about animals that live in balls. Ah culture. Bubba's and I went to visit so Mamma and Dadda could spend time together, evidently to enjoy the illness and cold symptoms I endured last week. I suppose it would've been difficult for them to get off of the couch and tend to my demands when they were unable to move, as opposed to unwilling.
After a car ride home I walked in and noticed a giant Mickey [Mouse], I call him "icky", balloon tied to my chair and on my tray there was a present! Surely the illness must've affected my parents because the toy was not edible in the slightest. Fisher Price Little People toys are not for eating. . .usually.
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| Who's hungry? |
But I do eat the heads off of animals, or at least food shaped like animals. Look, we've established that I have a limited scope of experience. Some may say that I am the male equivalent of an ingenue, but I'd take offense to that. In either regard I've eaten a great variety of food, almost all of it a new experience and how am I supposed to know whether or not I'm being fed animal, vegetable, vegetable shaped animal, or animal shaped vegetable? Not to mention there's the outside chance it's still alive. I mean how else does food disappear from my tray? Surely the dogs wouldn't steal food from a baybee! Dadda however, I don't trust him near my food, maybe it's him.
Anyway Mamma gave me a baby duckie and I'm pretty sure it was food shaped like an animal, but I bit the head off first just to be humane and avoid the risk of my food biting back. Now either it was a cupcake or little baby duckie eyes taste like M&M Minis.
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| Bite first, ask questions later. |
Today I am cautiously optimistic two years old!
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