Learning Curve

Grandma and Grandpa Svoboda were pleased with my choice of colors.  They thought they were tired.

After a very loooong night with my rookie parents, I decided to call in a consultant to straighten them out.  Deb was very kind to my parents and breakfast was better than ever.  Sooooo full. . . zzzzzzzzzz

This is more like it.  I can finally relax in my room.  I was accused of being "milk drunk," which is false but I may have  been a little tipsy.  You try holding up your head at 4 days!

After breakfast I got BLINDSIDED with my milk maid scrubbing me all over with tepid water.  I don't need HOT but would warm be so bad for me?  These people need a clue.

OK, let's just get this out there: I look ridiculous.  But it was warm and I retaliated for my bath by soiling my ducky blanket!  Never leave me without a diaper, lesson taught.

Another "consultant" was brought in to help me out with my afternoon napping.  She was a consummate professional and her asleep body control was impressive.  Nice to be in gender-specific duds finally.

After a cold, cold bath there was no choice but the warmest spot in the house.  That Kim can sew a blanket!

I held him off for a few days but finally my Papa-razzi "leaked" my photo to the local media.