Hello again friends! The last time I wrote a post, I could see my toes without effort! I assure you, all is well in the Squishy home, however this period of time known now as “The time during which I became fat and lightheaded” has been peppered with good times galore. Allow me to tell you it.
So, apparently, Squishybaby lurves him some meat, and I, prior to Squishybaby’s existence was not such a meat lover. However, right about 18 weeks was right about when I had to fight the urge to gnaw on cows when passing them grazing in fields. It was alarming at first- Was I cast in the final Twilight Saga movie unbeknownst to myself and was simply getting into character??? What happened to my “not so much” attitude when it came to meat-especially of the red variety? However, I had to have it. Thus began my love affair with Carl’s Jr cheeseburgers(did you know when you order a regular cheeseburger at Carl’s Jr. they call it a “Big Cheeseburger” and ask you- did you mean the BIG CHEESEBURGER??To which you must embarrassingly admit, yes I WANT THE BIG CHEESEBURGER.) Anyway, that lasted about a month and then I moved on to In and Out drive thru shananigans. UMMM did you also know that, when you go through the drive thru they ask you “Will you eat this in the car?”
Now. I’m already not proud that I’m going through the fast food drive thru at all, mmmk? But now you’re asking me to admit that yes, I will be eating this in the car, and yes, I will be chasing that random french fry that fell down between the seats at the next stoplight, and yes, I will be trying to remain calm when I see that I have already eaten all of the straggler fries at the bottom of the bag. YES I WILL BE EATING IT IN THE CAR. RUB MAH BELLY IF YOU WANT, IT’S ALL FOR THE BAYYBEEE. HE NEEDS THE MEAT!!!!!!
Also, apparently, he needs the iron. He needs the iron so badly, that umm sometimes, he knocks me out to get it. No joke. Apparently I’m what they call
I pass out in the heat and scare the bejeezus out of people anemic, and this causes me to become not so conscious feeling at times. It is not pretty. Nor is it fun. Squishybaby does NOT fool around when he wants his meaty iron, and therefore, I am now doing what it takes to get it to him. SO, keep yer cows inside folks, I make no promises.