On Baths

Mom has been giving me a bath every night. It's good clean work for her, and I have come to like them OK, even though she wraps me up in these towel hoodie things afterwards. Sometimes I even pee in the water or spit up on myself right when the bath is done to prolong the experience.

Last night we went to our favorite restaurant, Russell Street BBQ, and Sharon, the owner, held me for the entire meal. I was very happy, and began to cry as soon as she left me with Dad.

For his part, Dad is obsessed with the AFC Championship game this Sunday. Go Pats!