Try as she might, mother will no longer succeed in feeding me a last bottle before bedtime. I have far too many other concerns - including, but not limited to; what is the dog barking at? What are those shadows that dance across the ceiling? Why aren't ALL my toys out on the floor? Doesn't she realize I might want ALL of them in the last 15 minutes before I go to sleep?
For a former nanny, my mom can be a real amatuer.
And by the way, am I the only infant that got messed up with daylight savings time?
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