Game Night with my Boys

Mommy and I had a great day today! We spent the day as we usually do: eating, napping, and playing. I kept trying to pull myself up on the side of my bouncer all day long but with no success. Daddy got home from work around 5:30 and we played while Mommy made BBQ meatballs for supper.

Daddy even fed me my supper... green beans and summertime peaches. Then we had a heart to heart talk about life and how the Royals are really in a slum right now.
After dinner, I decided there was no time like the present to work on my swinging skills.
Going, going, gone! Home run! Mommy helped me work on my swing and told me to open my stance and choke up on the bat. That was me knocking that ball out of the park (aka living room). You are NEVER going to believe what Daddy and Derek the Uncle did... they saw me playing ball and then they had to play...
Only they played baseball on the Playstation. I kept trying to get a hold of the controller, but Mommy and Daddy kept saying "No" again. I'm still not so sure what that means.

Daddy rocked me and put me to bed tonight. I was pretty content at first, but then I decided to start wailing. I cried and cried and then I cried some more. Did I mention that I cried? Finally, Daddy couldn't take it anymore so he sent Mommy upstairs with a little bit more milk. You know what she saw?...

I was standing up in my crib! I almost knocked Mommy's socks off. She left me there crying long enough to get her camera and take these pictures. How mean, huh?