A case of the Mondays.

I know it's Tuesday. But I've got myself a case of the Mondays. My gums hurt. Baaaaaaaad. Mom's been lending me her fingers to chomp down onto, and that does help, but there is just no real relief. Mom won't give me my usual teething tabs because they've been "recalled", whatever that means. Ugh. Personally, I think the six teeth I have already are enough. 

Mom chose my outfit today but I was just not interested in what she picked. I want comfort today rather than style so I ran to my room, opened my jammie drawer and grabbed my favorite pair-- the white long johns with the pink and purple polka dots. I'm glad Mom listened to me when I brought them to her. I did present a good argument, but sometimes you just don't know with old people. Thank God she can be reasonable sometimes! Being in my favorite jammies, and getting to wear them all day, can really perk a girl up! That, and chocolate fro-yo. Sometimes, Mom can be pretty cool for her age.

I hung out with Dada for a long time this morning when Mom had to go take a nap (yet another reason to resent my future sibling!). He set me up in my red rocking chair and I watched him play Mass Effect 2. He's very good at shooting the evil aliens. I feel safe with him. Also, he gives me all the Vienna sausages I want. He's the coolest! 

Even though I feel pretty crummy today, my day hasn't been all bad. I get to wear my favorite jammies as an outfit, I got to eat fro-yo, and hang out with Dada before he went to work. I just woke up from my nap, and I feel a lot more refreshed. Mom says I get breakfast for dinner so I'm really looking forward to tonight.

But don't worry, my gum pain is not going to stop me from enjoying my Halloween weekend. That costume will be on me again soon!

Until next time! (wish me painless gums, please!)
Pisel out