I love hanging out on the quilt Uncle Tom’s mom, Andrea, made for me.
Tucker likes to hang out with me. This sometimes drives Mom crazy because his hair gets everywhere.
I play with my toys and sometimes drool on my shirt.
But none of my toys compare to my foot.
“If you were to open up a baby’s head—and I am not for a moment suggesting that you should—you would find nothing but an enormous drool gland.” —Dave Barry