Feed Me, Seymour

Boy, first I reference the closing tag of Family Ties with Sit Ubu Sit and now I bring in Little Shop of Horrors. What a well-informed 16 month old I am! :-)

Last Thursday morning, we were going to eat breakfast out because our maid was coming and we since we had lots of errands to run, we could be out of her way longer. At least that's what I found out later. All I knew then was that I was hungry and thirsty the second I woke up and I didn't understand why Mommy was making me wait 30 minutes.

First, I went to the fridge fussing and saying my version of the word 'milk', "meeeel." Mommy usually responds to that but she didn't this time. I thought maybe she didn't understand me so I walked over to where we keep the cases of water bottles and got one out and took it over to my mommy. She smiled and went ahead and got me my milk.

Then, I walked over to my high chair and asked her to put me in. She didn't. So I thought she didn't understand that I REALLY wanted to eat right then. I went over to the diaper bag, opened it up, got out the freeze dried apples and brought them over to her. I didn't get to eat them then but we did get donuts a few minutes later and I LOVE donuts.