Who Says You Can't Go Home?

   To quote Bon Jovi, "Been all around the *south*, and as a matter of fact, there's only one place left I wanna go...who says you can't go home?"  So excited to finally be home and get back to my regular life.  Traveling around and meeting all my fans is always fun, but it is so good to be back in my crib.  Literally.  Ha-ha that was really quite funny.....
    To rehabilitate from my long, grueling trip, I think I'll need at least 6 hours to myself, mixed with 6 hours of having mommy wait on me hand and foot.  And boy do I deserve it.  Are you ready for this.....(cue banners, balloons, fireworks, streamers, cannons of confetti, and the mime....never mind, forget the mime)....
       I say, "Mama" and "Dada" now!  See, what ha' happened wuz...I was so happy to get to spend so much time with mommy and daddy this week, but it was very frustrating that they kept strapping me in that tortuous carseat and ignoring my cries for freedom, so I finally gave in and said those two precious words no parent can resist.  And it works like a charm!  They can't help but to do whatever I want as soon as they hear my sweet, plaintive cries of "Mama" or "Dada".  But don't worry, I won't abuse my power.  Well, at least no more than absolutely necessary...

Holding MY ducky in MY excersaucer in MY living room of MY house...life is good.