Showing posts with label Trip 2. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Trip 2. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 24, 2004

His Royal Highness...

Catastrophe avoided. One last roll of Charmin has been located! Life is good again!
We're out of Charmin again! Doesn't she know I have a sensitive bottom?
Yes, the other pictures didn't really depict me sitting on my throne, but this one sure does, doesn' t it? (continured Potty training is one of rules Mama agreed to before they'd let her bring me here, so, she's sticking to her word. - occassionaly - the rest of the times she lets me go in my diapers!

don't know if i need to worry or not, but Mama says I more like Papa every day. Something about a Buddah Belly...what's up with that?


Face it - I'm cute in any position (or chair)

That's it - photo session is over. I sense some serious business approaching...
Hooray! Task completed and I'm outta here!