Being a baby isn't all poops and giggles, ya know? Sometimes dealing with the limitations of my baby body and the language barrier between me and Mommy and Daddy is just too much and it makes me fussy. The top five things that grind my gears are as follows: every time the car stops, getting out of the bath tub, clothes being pulled over my head, being hungry, and Tummy Time when I'm not in the mood. I've tried telling Mommy and Daddy time and time again that if any of these things should happen, a fit is likely to ensue. They just don't seem to get it sometimes. To anyone who reads this, please consider yourself warned...
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