Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen. Excuuuuuuse me. Andrew here, borrowing my mom's blog, because I have a rather important announcement to make. Is everyone paying attention? Ready? Ok...
I'VE DITCHED THE PASSY!
Yes, yes, it's true. My beloved 'pass' and I, well, we had a good run. I was seriously devoted. But for awhile now, my parents have only let us hang out for sleeptime. And then, the other day Mama bought me some new passies, because we lost my old one. Well, these new passies were blue! As if! My passy is clear and clear only! There was no way I was going to use some blue passy. So, I just went to bed without it. And I've now been passy-free for two nights and two naps. Mama says there's no going back.
Consider this the last documentation of my passy use. That's my brother and me, pacified, on the Metro one day when we were supposed to be napping.
Can you even see my sweet ol' 'pass' in that reflection? I know, Mama sure does take weird pictures sometimes.
Anyway, I've only cried once over my 'yost pass' and just for a few minutes. Mama says I'm being real big about it all. I am almost two, after all.
Alright, carry on. That's all I've got.