Da Da Da

So it turns out that when I referred to Dad as a 'keyboard monkey' in my last post I might have bruised his fragile ego or something, cause all of a sudden he gets all passive aggressive on us and says got this huge work commitment thing happening and he gets all stressed... and suddenly there's no time for ME anymore! So obviously, it's all totally his fault I haven't blogged in a while.

Here's me hiding from Dad's rampaging id. Can you find me?

However, I am nothing if not a resourceful girl. I've learned that all I have to do is throw a little baby love Dad's way and he'll be right back on board with my agenda. So I've started with the 'Da Da Da' noises. Now you and I know full well that I'm a huge 80s music fan and 'Da Da Da' is simply my tribute to a classic song. But Dad, well... I let him read into it whatever he wants. He thinks I'm calling him 'Dad' and once again he's eating out of the palm of my hand.

Sucker.

Anyhow... so what have I been up to with Mom while Dad's been away at work?

Well for starters I've been throwing myself into my own work. Yes, I do have a job (it's not like I'm some kind of Paris Hilton socialite who never actually contributes to society!) My career is really important. It involves moving toys around the floor and it requires specialised skills and quick thinking. Just the other day the toybox shifted suddenly and I had to decide what to do about it in an instant! Let me tell you that disaster was narrowly averted when I was able to ensure Big Ted and Millie the Floppy Dog didn't have to come into contact with each other (it's a long story, but since they broke up things have been a little awkward.)

Tragedy averted!

And as you might have noticed, I've gone and learned how to pull myself up to a kneeling position, which is pretty darned cool. It's a much better view from up high. And I have just a few more techniques to master and I'll be ready to qualify for the 2008 Baby Olympics. (I intend to master the 100 meter freestyle crawl... I'm shooting to beat the world record of 4 hours 26 minutes! I think I've got a shot too if those Eastern European babies stay off the juice.)

Watch for me in Bejing in 08!

Later...

Sass