In fact, I don't want babyfood. I will just spit it out all over my onesie.
I want that thing in the bookshelf that I know you don't want me to get into. So I won't ask you to get it for me - I'll just GET INSIDE the bookshelf and get it myself.
Kylan LOVES the window. I am sure he would love being outside if we actually had grass and it wasn't 200 degrees outside... But the back of the couch is his window-seat and he has a grand ol' time.
Oh, you wanted to take my picture?!?! I can do that by myself, too!!