This is my bed. It's really nice and comfortable. My parents worked hard to make it that way. I don't like it, though. I refuse to sleep here.
This is Mom and Dad's bed. It's just the right size for me. This is where I sleep. I can't wait until I can kick Dad out and finally have some peace and quiet!
I usually wake up hungry or in desperate need of a diaper change. I'm still training my folks in their parental duties, so I kindly let them know of my needs by wailing at the top of my lungs. I want to make sure they hear me. I know that I'm sleeping right next to them, but they are rather advanced in years and it's better to be safe than sorry.
Thankfully, my parents are quick learners. They usually get me my food in a timely manner. After eating I'm so stuffed that I just can't stay awake. I pass out and take a well deserved nap.
Sometimes my parents give me a bath. I must say that I'm not a big fan. If they keep this up I just might have to pee on them.
When I'm angry (right after a bath), I like to be held and catered to for a while. My grandma is a pro in this department. Mom and Dad still have a lot to learn!
Mom and Dad also like to dress me up and take pictures of me with visitors. Unfortunately, I'm easily startled, especially by camera flashes. It can take awhile to get a good shot of my handsome mug.
By the end of the day, I'm so tired from feedings every two hours, constant love and attention, and the stress of teaching my parents what it means to be a parent, that I just have to crash for a couple of hours. Dad is usually home from studying by this time, so he gives Mom a break and we settle down for a nap. It's a rough life, but I'm holding up well. My parents seem to be pretty happy, which is good; they'll need these fond memories when I'm a little older and tearing up the house!
Well, that's it. The story of my life. I hope you enjoyed it and remember to come and visit. I love being held!
6 comments:
So Andrew, I know it's hard training parents and all; I recommend throwing-up more often to keep them on their game.
pat, that's hilarious. poor kid, what a rough life! i'm sure you guys feel like you don't know what you're doing, but it will come i'm sure.
Hi to Andrew's parents. Two weeks old and so accomplished. Who knew a cry could be so effective at training old primates.
100 posts you put me to shame. Totally.
Miss you tons!
I will be there as soon as I can Andy. I love you. Please take care of Mom and Dad for me.
Andy,
good job at training the not-so trainable old primates. don't worry little one, they'll eventually learn. i wish i were able to come out and visit you, but Aunt Cassie has college to go to, so do me a HUGE favor - bare through all the pictures being taken of you so that i can have some totally awesome pictures of your handsome little smug to show off to all my friends.
love Aunt Cassie
JULIE!!! Hey Big Momma! I'm so terrible! I didn't even know I won the pool (the birth time part anyway)!!! YAY ME! EVEN BIGGER YAY YOU! He's beautiful Julie--good job sis! :D Wanted to wish you, Patrick, and Baby Andrew a fantastic Christmas and hope it's filled with lots of diapers and lots of bottles, and lots of memories. :) Love you!
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