I'm a human boy with feelings and needs. I deserve to eat at the big table along with everyone else. I need to feed myself and at the big table. Finally my daddy complied this morning and I ate my eggs on a proper plate at the big table. Next time let's lose the yellow plastic fork people!
I like to push this shopping cart fast to the top of the stairs and teeter it over the edge and then pause, just long enough for my mom to see me and yell, "Bailey! Get away from the stairs!" Hah! I could do that a thousand times!