Tea Parties and Scrub Daddies

Now that I don't sit still, Mom and Dad are going to have to really watch me or put me in some sort of baby cage/jail. I also discovered that I would like to have a tea party. As long as tea parties mean smashing silver teaspoons against silver trays.

On an unrelated note, Daddy has his own method of post-dinner cleaning after I have mashed all the foods in my hair, eyebrows, neck rolls, elbows etc. He simply puts me in the kitchen sink and hoses me down. Fast, easy, effective.  Also, mom says that scrub daddy sponges are awesome. They are firm in cold water and soft in warm water. They are also effective at concealing things. 

Next up, a guest post from mom.

Love, Felix