Boy, am I lost! What day is it? I never really know what day it is because everyday is playday for me. Mom and dad are a little confused though. We must still be catching up after our wild New Year's Eve. I had a really rough time. I think I'm getting more teeth because I spent most of New Year's Eve crying and fussing and mom caught my cold, so dad was the only healthy one. He had a great time! I was in bed by 7, mom and dad by 10. Mom thinks she heard some fireworks about midnight but pretty much slept through it. We woke up the next day not much better. Mom was still sick and my teeth hurt even worse. I just couldn't get comfortable and cried and squirmed and said "owie" and pointed to my teeth all morning. I did feel much better after a double dose of Tylenol and a good nap. That brought me back to my usual spectacular old self. Can't say the same for mom though.
We are all back into the old grind now and looking forward to our next vacation- whenever that is. Here's to hoping our year goes better than it started!
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