We stopped, on the way home from Ft. Myers Beach, at a restaurant. Mommy tried to change my diaper inside, but would you believe they didn't have a changing table in the restroom? What's up with that? I got my diaper changed in the frontseat because the Jeep was full in the back. Sometimes Mommy changes my diaper in the back, which is way easier.
When Mommy was done changing me, I pulled myself up using this round thing.
Hee! Ready to go!
Man, how does Mommy see through all the squished lovebugs?
I guess I better let Mommy drive since I can't reach the pedals.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
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