So far behind

Mama likes to say that she's so far behind she may never catch up. I am just whining at her because she is typing instead of picking me up.

I'm still growing like mad, I am up to 12 teeth (all the ones in front and four molars) and I'm cranky. I know what I want and get frustrated when I can't have it or can't make my parents understand what I want. *I* know what I mean, and I try to explain, but there is a gap between Russellese and English that they haven't bridged yet.

Mama has some pictures and videos to upload, but needs to do that from the other computer.