i do not need naps. i am super in that way. i tried explaining this yesterday and shrieked a lot to get my point across but mj wasn’t buying it. maybe i’ll try explaining this again in a few days, but right now i’m tired.

so that’s how you make a ‘t’ sound./ i am starting to get the hang of this speaking thing.

we just got back from this ribs place called rendezvous. it was loud, but not too loud because i got a little nap in. there were all of these ribs and they wouldn’t even give me one to gnaw on without the meat. i looked very sad at mama and papa ray but even that did not work and usually i can get anything i want by looking sad at them.

now it is bed time for me.

yesterday mj and bg were putting things in suitcases and filling up the car and i wondered what was going on. then i realized. they were sending me to a boarding school./ i read about this on the internet.

it turns out they weren’t sending me to boarding school after all. we’re in memphis to see this art exhibit thing called masters of florence.

masters of bore-ence is more like it. i totally fell asleep right after we got in. and this is nothing compared to the aquarium from a while back. those fish were all swimming around, and these things were just hanging there looking old.

maybe i’ll feel better after my nap.

i have invented a new sound. i put my tongue against the roof of my mouth and then i pop it down with a ‘tick’ sound. i call it the tongue tick.

now that i have invented something i understand i am supposed to patent it and then i will be making money. this is what the tv tells me, anyway.

not that bg and mj let me watch tv.

besides, can you really call ‘the daily show’ tv.7

i am still snotty. i don’t feel bad or anything but it is annoying that i keep doing this thing where i sneeze and then it is like snotsplosion everywhere. that isn’t really annoying but then mj or bg swoop down and start wiping my face and that is no fun.

since most of you did not seem to care about the depraved bucket of babies i will not tell you how mj has gone on a rampage and now i have a box of wipes of babies.

mj took this plastic bucket, filled it with toys, and put pictures of babies all over it. the bucket is fun, especially when i put it on my head, but i think it is not really truthful. when i look in the bucket with pictures of babies all over it do i see babies inside.7 no, i see toys. unless i have the bucket on my head but then i can’t see the pictures so that totally doesn’t count. this is a deceptive bucket.

the last few days have been okay, mostly relaxing after the aquarium trip, but there is this one thing that is icky. you know how i have had that cold, well, no one told me this stuff in my nose would go down my throat and make me cough a lot./ this is really gross and i can’t go to sleep very easily because i lie down and it trickles down my throat and i cough and it is really upsetting.

i don’t know what was up with today but i felt like there was an alarm in my butt. every time it touched the ground it went off and was annoying and so i would grouch about this. fortunately mj and bg let me stand a bunch.