dancing or my birthday

I'm not in a very good mood at the moment. Today I am 8 months old and Mums and Pops ignored me tonight.

Happy Birthday to me.

My day started well with Mums. I think it's because she now gives me Cheerios. Those little circle are the bestest things in the world! It never seems to end. When I think I'm done eating them, I find some more - on the floor, in between my fingers, under my bib, on my cheeks. They're neverending!!! Never!

Then the sun went away...
Hello? Why aren't you guys paying any attention to me?

Why are your eyes just staring at the t.v.?

Because of "Dancing with the poo-poo Stars." Pops was laughing too much at this Kenny Mayne guy. And when he laughed, Mums laughed. Then they were both laughing.

Get over it already. That's what I was trying to say, but only screams and grunts came out. They didn't hear me. Why?

Because Pops was too busy voting! Not once, but 7 times!!!

Blah to you!