Sunday, November 29, 2009

Puppy

Today I am playing with my singing puppy, also known as the Laugh and Learn Puppy. I have to let you in on a little secret. I have not liked this puppy for a very long time. He has been with me for many months now, but I often stepped over him in search of better toys.

But today? We got along very well in my new tent. The puppy sings songs! I like to clap my hands when he starts to sing. Sometimes his little heart lights up and turns off and lights up and turns off. I wish more of him would light up. Sometimes he also starts singing one song and then when I touch him he starts singing another song. He is a very sensitive little puppy.

Overall, I give singing puppy 3 out of 5 binkys. I like the songs he sings (Pat A Cake, Happy Clap Clap, Piggy to Market, and HeadShoulderKneesAndToes) and I like his voice. Mama sometimes turns him off when he makes too much noise. I don't think she likes it when he talks to me when I don't try and talk to him. He is a very nosey little puppy.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Baby Says Book

Today I am playing with the book, What Does Baby Say?

This book has a lot of babies in it. They are eating and drinking and playing with doggies (get!) It also has little pages that you can flap open and SEE what the baby is doing. Pretty cool. I like to flip open the pages myself, but sometimes Mama helps.

I like it when big people read the book to me. I like to bring the book over to them, put it on their legs, and then cry and pat their arms until they pick me up and read it with me in their lap.

Again.
And again.

I give this book 5+ out of 5 binkys. (It gets a bonus half binky when I get to read it with Gram-pa Tom).

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Tylenol

Today I am playing with baby medicine. Mama calls it Ty-Len-All. I call it my very special, teeny tiny bottle WITH a rubber top shaped like my bottle top.

I like to chomp on the rubber part and make it go squeak-a squeak-a on my gums. The little bottle is perfect for me to hold and transfer from hand to hand. Sometimes I even try and tip the goo out that lives inside. It never comes out. Bad goo.

Sometimes I don't feel very good and Mama takes my Ty-Len-All bottle and opens it up! I have no idea how she does that. She is like magic. But then she makes me eat whatever is inside, and I don't like that.

I give the Ty-Len-All bottle 4 out of 5 binkys. The rubber top is dee-lite-full on my gums (and my half-tooth!) and the little bottle fits in my hands perfectly. Now if the goo inside could just taste good...