I stick my tongue out at you!

Yesterday, I came into the kitchen while Mom was cooking dinner, and she got really scared when she saw me, and came running over to me, which kind of freaked me out.

Mainly, because I thought she might not finish cooking dinner.

I have my priorities, you know!

But the real reason she came running over was because I had found this new toy in one of the rooms Mom had been cleaning, and evidently Mom thought this stuffed ear off one of my old Babies was actually my very own tongue, and that it was swollen or something. I don't know.
Whatever.

She was acting all freaky, and normally when she tries to take my toys, it's because we are playing tug-of-war, so naturally when she reached for my mouth, I turned my head away, so that freaked her out more, because she thought I was hurting, and wouldn't let her touch my poor swollen tongue. But when I turned around to tease her some more, she saw that it was just a Baby ear (with a squeaky still in it! The best kind!!).

So she starting laughing, and then went back to cooking dinner.

Thank goodness.