A Report From Laura

If Laura could post, she would say...

Hi everybody! I figured out that the keyboard is interesting when Mom pushes the buttons on here, so I'm doing my own post.

You might wonder how my life is going now that I'm a daycare girl. My daddy takes me to Kimm's house on his way to work. I used to cry when he dropped me off but I'm good now. When I'm at Kimm's, I play outside, watch the other kids, and take really, really long naps. Like 2 hour naps twice a day. Ha ha! Too bad I don't do this for my parents on the weekend, but we have stuff to catch up on then so I can't be bothered with marathon napping. My mom comes to pick me up and I am always happy to see her. Guess what else is at day care that I'm interested in? Kitties! One kitty is black and named Inky and it likes to be outside. Mom says she is not a fan of kitties; especially creepy black ones. Inky likes to run by her car. She thinks someday she'll accidentally hit Inky and get me kicked out of day care. I hope not because I like Kimm's house.

When Mom and Dad and I are all back home together, I eat a lot and we play. I like it when they do scary things like pretend they are falling on me and say "Boom!" It startles me and then I laugh. I also used to freak out when I accidentally put a blanket on my face, but now I do it on purpose and pull it back off, and this is an awesome game. By the way, did I tell you about my new skill? I can sit up all by myself! Sometimes I do great and sometimes that is just too much work for my core (Mom understands how that feels) and I fall over. But who cares? Then I just keep playing with my face planted on the floor.
Love,
Laura