Oink Oink!

Doesn’t she look just like Miss Piggy! I can’t help but laugh at our little piggy; she’s just too cute. I love to pinch and kiss her chunky little thighs. We keep telling her we are going to cook her for Thanksgiving. She would make the perfect turkey, size and all. But her grandma says I better stop telling her that or I am going to traumatize her for life. I guess heer daddy has some experience in that department, but he doesn't like to talk about it. Besides getting chunky, our little meatball is doing great. She is really enjoying her cereal and not being shy about when she is ready for the next bite. Which never seems to come to an end. I am the one who has to call it quits or I think she would keep eating until she explodes. She likes to open her mouth big and wide and grunt at me. That’s why I call her my little piggy now. Oh, and by the way, no one ever told me how bad the poopies smell now. Who ever thought that just rice cereal could cause all that stink. STINKY! If they get worse than this she may have to start changing her own diapers. No need to worry though, Marco swears she will be potty trained before she is 2. I’m still trying to figure out what dream world he is living in. Lets just say I’m not holding my breath. She is full of surprises, but I don’t think even she could pull that one off.