it is sad how evidently no one here really cares about my gums. fortunately mj and bg do, because bg came home yesterday with some medicine for me. they smear some on my gums and i take it and then my hands swell just like two balloons and the colors are nifty and then
a while back i said my gums hurt.
i was lying. my gums merely tingled. now they hurt hurt hurt. it is the worst hurt i have ever experienced.
i guess i’m going to have a lot of that ‘worst ever’ or ‘best ever’ for a while because i’m so young. i can’t wait until i’m 8 months old and a lot of that is behind me.
yesterday, two of my friends came over, will and mackenzie. we played for a while, though i’m really jealous of how will and mackenzie can crawl around. some day i will be able to move, and when that happens, look out./
we have some plants near the big window in our living room, and i saw will keep crawling towards them. suddenly i could see my future, and it had leaves in its mouth.
sadly, after will and mackenzie left, mj went and moved all of the plants.
last night we went to someone else’s house, and they had a tiny person. i mean a really tiny person. she was tinier than me./ she wasn’t very interesting. she just laid in people’s arms and occasionally waved her fists feebly.
i bet i could have eaten her if i’d been hungry, no problem.
we are trying a new routine where they give me my bink at night and put me down in my crib when i’m really sleepy but not yet asleep. it worked pretty well. the next thing i knew it was about eight hours later.
anyway, i’ve learned how to make mj and bg do really stupid-looking things. it’s all about me smiling and laughing at the right time. first they do something like smile at me. then i smile back. then they smile at me. then i smile back, but not as big as before. soon i stop smiling, and they try something like smiling bigger, or laughing. then i smile and laugh. when they do it again, i stop smiling back, so they have to do something even bigger and sillier, like shaking their heads back and forth while making a b-b-b-b-b-b noise. then i shriek with laughter./
at this rate i should be able to get them to do really goofy things in short order. i wonder if anyone else has ever thought about doing this before. if not, i will call this the eli approach to getting people to do silly things.
my throat is sore and i’m really tired. i think it may have something to do with me crying for two hours last night before bed.
this afternoon i went looking for more baby journals like mine. i found a bunch of them that were supposed to be baby journals, but they were all written by mothers and not babies./ what’s up with that.7 it’s like trying to find out what it’s like to be a firefighter by reading some thirteen year olds journal.
anyway, i read this one called dooce at http://www.dooce.com/, and it was really funny. but one of the journal entries at http://www.dooce.com/archives/daily/07_23_2004.html was about how people were writing her and telling her how bad of a mom she was.
i didn’t understand that at first, but then i realized that it’s like she has commenters, like i have here, but her commenters don’t love her. her commenters don’t even like her, it sounds like./ and that’s just mean. i wouldn’t want people coming on here and telling me how bad i was at drooling or anything.
i think everyone should contact her and tell her it’s okay and that we think she’s cool. she tells how you can reach her on this page at http://www.dooce.com/feedback.html
yesterday bg and mj were talking about a cruise you could go on that featured three bands named styx, journey, and arr eee owe speedwagon. mj said this sounded stupid, but bg sounded like he liked the idea. this must have inspired bg because all during bath he was singing me their songs in falsetto.
he was doing this one journey song, don’t stop believing, and then he stopped singing the lyrics and said ‘bass intro./’ and started singing ‘duuuuuuuuum duh duh duuuuuuuuum duh duh duuuuuuum duh duh duuuuuuuuuuum.’ then he said ‘guitar riff./’ and started saying ‘dee-bee-dee-bee dee-bee-dee-bee dee-bee-dee-bee dee-bee-dee-bee’. and that was the funniest thing i’d ever heard.
it made me realize that journey riffs are funny.
my gums have been hurting for a few days, like they’re going to pop out of my mouth or something. i can’t even sleep at night now, i keep getting up every three hours. it’s enough to make me scream.
oh, wait, it is making me scream.
you know what.7 i’m really getting annoyed that i can’t stand up or sit by myself. i’m getting really tired of staring at the ceiling all the time.