Mommy and Daddy put me in these funny pants today.  Luckily, I have learned how to remove them.  Imagine their surprise when they went to retrieve me from my sleeptuary to find me pantless.  I have also spent much of the day removing and chewing on my hat, which Mommy and Daddy demand I wear when it is cold and wet or warm and sunny outside.  But my iron will prevailed, and the hat spent most of the day in the diaper bag.

Today, I experienced failure.  Victory was within my 8" reach, within my very hand, but I failed.  I had devised a clever - nay, ingenious plan to get my first taste of adult candy.  Phase I went well.  The box of easter candy hitting the floor, providing adequate candy dispersion.  Phase II was very well executed.  I managed to tuck one jelly bean under my leg while hurriedly shoving another into my mouth.  As expected, Daddy saw the one I was eating, and quickly removed it.  That is when I made my fatal mistake.  Had I waited just 5 more seconds, Daddy would have looked away, and I could have feasted on the second bean.  But no.  I was overtaken with passion, my desire burning as a fever.  When I could resist no longer, I extracted the second bean and bit violently, its sweet flavor dancing across my tongue.  But it was short lived.  Before I could even determine the flavor (sweet potato or green bean?), Daddy saw my stolen sweet, and took it.  Alas.  It was truly great.  I still mourn, but 'tis better to have tasted and lost.