Figuring it all out

That's what I've been trying to do lately.  There is so much in this world that I have no idea about!  Mom and Dad say they have a lot to figure out too.  (Aren't the adults suppose to know what they are doing??)  We took our first family getaway to Albany for a family get- together.  That was an adventure.  Mommy nearly packed up the entire apartment, she says we like to be comfortable when we travel.  Dad said I better not take after her in that department.  We packed up the jeep and went for a long ride, but I slept most of the way there and back.  I stayed in a hotel and got to meet lots of family members, including my Great Grandma and Great Grandpa (My middle name, James, is after Great Grandpa!)   I think Mom and Dad did a good job that weekend, although we were tired.  That weekend I slept from 8:30pm-4am two nights in a row!  Speaking of sleeping, that's another thing I'm figuring out.  Mom keeps telling me I have to start "doing my nights"; it's a French thing.  She says it's up to me to start sleeping through the night. The other morning Mom came to get me at 5am. She kept saying she was so proud of me for sleeping through the night. I just laughed because she didn't know that Dad had snuck in at 2am to feed me! Most nights I do pretty well.  I only get up once during the night, 2am on the dot!  I try to go back to sleep until 5:30-6, since that is when Mom and I will get up to go to daycare.  Speaking of daycare, we ventured out last week and visited everyone at The Creative Play Learning Center.  Soon I get to go to work with Mommy!  I visited with "Gramma" Sandi and met my teacher, Ms. Patti!  Mom says I'm going to have lots of fun there, but I will have to learn to wait my turn sometimes.  She says introducing a little frustration will make me into a well-rounded person.  I don't know...sounds like another French thing.

I'm also discovering how things work and what is around me.  I now know that if I kick at the toys hanging from my playmat they make noise!  I love looking at curtains and ceiling fans.  I get really excited when Dad comes home from work and will smile and giggle.  Mom and Dad are doing a good job of figuring me out too. Trust me, I can be a handful!  Although they haven't quite figured out how to stop me from spitting up or pooping through my diaper.  Any thoughts??