This is what my Mommy calls me....mischievous monkey. I beg to differ. I do not think I am mischievous, nor a monkey....can't she tell, I'm HUNGRY!!!
When I climb into my high chair, I am trying to explain that I'm a growing boy and I would like to eat now. Mommy keeps babbling on about how I can't climb up the furniture and I'm going to fall and hit my head and get a concussion or some such nonsense. I just wish she could understand that 1) I am an excellent climber; and 2) I'm HUNGRY!!
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