Ummm, did someone call a doctor??!
First, let me listen to your heart...
First, let me listen to your heart...











I think this little Brooks likes me. Let me explain. First, he offered his cookie to me and we all know that cookies are the key to a girls heart. Then, he kept pointing at me. I'm thinking that his pointed finger was a declaration of, "She is mine!" to all of the other boys in the room. Soooo there was only one other boy in the room, whatever. On top of all of that, he chivalrously picked up my sippy cup every time (and there were many) I threw it from my highchair. Don't worry, I showed my appreciation for his sweetness with a generous amount of smooches. :)
Attempt #2: This doesn't feel right either.
Attempt #3-16: I tried putting it on backwards. I tried putting my legs through the holes. I tried sitting on it, kissing it, and shaking it. No luck.
Attempt #17: I give up. It must be broken. I'll just put it on Barney.

