whatchu talkin' bout chuckie?

this is my nephew and my brother at lunch the other day. awwww....

sometimes i would love to be eleven months old. if i were eleven months old i would get a lot of cuddles. because i'd be irresistable. even more than now. and when i was done with the cuddles i'd grizzle a bit and people would know it was because they sucked and not because i had issues. and also, i'd be given little bits of everyones food if i said 'yum yum'. and people would take great pleasure in sorting out a cute matching wardrobe for me. and people would basically clap if i could move myself from a to b. and if i were sick of the people around me i could sleep in someone's arm no matter where i was.

don't get me wrong. i enjoy being older than eleven months. but a theme of the last few wees is that i'm so over making my own decisions, having to do stuff for myself and taking responsibility for my actions.

in other news, someone recently found my blog with the search terms "naked chicks wrestling". WHAT THE?