I was relaxing in my crib and contemplating the animals prancing about over me, when all of a sudden I was attacked by mommy and daddy wielding a video camera.
This was a morning in early March and I had already been up for a good half an hour. This is the time when I get some time to myself in my crib. Daddy has gone down to make coffee and work. Mommy has got up after a 12 hour sleep and is in the bathroom getting ready.
I take this personal time to recap the events from the previous day and combined with data points obtained from the previous months, analyze trends and try to predict how the present day will proceed. This tells me when I can expect to get milk, and when I am expected to cry and sleep. And while I am busy charting my behavorial patterns I often glance up at the animals dangling above me.
But today, as I mentioned, my mental ablutions were interrupted by cackling ancestors...
My bathing suit
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