In the short 6 months that I've been ex-utero, I've seen some very odd things regarding how people treat babies. For example, what makes everyone think I want to be lifted insanely high over their heads? I really really don't. Quite frankly, I'm afraid of heights (but mainly that feeling in my stomach I get when I'm swung down from a large height.) I like to sit. And be held. While I sit. Quietly and calmly. Taking it all in. That's just the kind of guy I am. Now I do understand that from people's experiences with big brother, they judge me based on his likes and dislikes, but let me set the record straight now. I am calm. I am peace. I am not wild-crazy-run-around-screaming. I am me. So there.
(But please don't be offended and if you want to swing me around I guess I'll get used to it, and -
"JD! Don't apologize! Speak your mind boy!"
MLS, haven't you gotten the point of my post? I can't just state my mind offensively the way you can. I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings.
"Oh brother...."
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