Yay for summer. Now that it's really warm out mum and dad are taking me to all sorts of parties. A few weeks ago we went to a party at the Marinelli's house down the street. I can't wait to back to this one when I'm a big kid - they had a moonwalk, a 30 foot inflatable lizard that when you crawled in its mouth it was a waterslide through the body and down the tail, a big baseball game where you hit balls at a fake field, two bands and a ton of food. And there were so many kids. I fell asleep, but mum said that next year I'll really like it.
For the Fourth of July there were even more parties - we went to our neighbors' (Ingrid & Raul) house, had some people at our house the next night, and then went to Grampa Alan & Lisa's house. And this past weekend, I went to two parties for Grand Papa Lenny. I ask you - who's more popular than me, huh?
There is 1 little problem...I'm not always so into parties right now. Sometimes I get bored, and I wish I had all of my toys with me. And sometimes I get tummy aches, and I just want to go home, but mum & dad make me stay. So I cry. I'm not being bad, I just don't feel well and crying is the only way I have of telling people.
So I have a message for all of the people who keep looking at me and asking "Why does he cry so much":
I have colic. That means that my belly hurts alot. I also have pretty bad reflux, which is kinda like bad heartburn. If you had a constant tummy ache and heartburn and there was nothing you could do about it, you'd cry too. So cut me some slack. Being me isn't easy - my only jobs right now are to eat, poop,and sleep, and right now the first two things on that list just cause pain for me. I'm doing the best I can.
I keep hearing people compare me to other babies. They say things like "so and so's baby sleeps so well" or "this person's baby never cries". Well, good for them. They may not keep their parents up now, but I'm sure they'll make up for it when they're teenagers.
My mum and dad know that I'm a good baby, I just hurt sometimes. And they love me just the way I am.
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And don't forget your Boby Grandma Marlene who also loves you "just the way your are" and I would not trade you for anything in the whole wide world. You are the sweetest, smartest, cutest, funniest, most wonderful grandson that anyone could ever hope for. You are a blessing to me and to my entire family. I love you with all my heart.
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