Papa gets in BIG trouble!

Papa took this piture just as I was waking up from my nap. 

Yesterday I got a haircut from Ms. Banana--Kantana.  I was a big boy and didn't cry and only moved my head 10 times.  Papa says Ms. Banana was determined to beat that cow lick in the front of my head even if she had to shave me.  Now I don't have a cow lick and Papa is in big trouble with Mama and Mimi.  Papa says everyone should relax because I'll have a great haircut in a few weeks.  

Watch out for the rats...

 I like to get up early in the morning then go back  nite nite with Mama.   She laughs at me when I come into her room with some of my stuff.  I need my sippy cup, baby duck, fire truck, baby fire truck and blanket. There is more stuff I need,  but can't carry it all.

Mimi says I have a rats nest in my hair.  Why would a rat be in my hair? I don't think I like rats.  Papa days I need a hair cut.

From Mama: “Mama, I pind it! I pind it!”  [Translation:  I found it.  I found it.  It being the “baby duck”—the little rubber duck we’d searched the house for.]

 

“Where did you find it?”

 

“I pind it al la la la chair.”  [I found it in the chair.]

 

When Jack doesn’t know a verb, he substitutes the phrase “a la la la.”