Today was pretty nice. Dad, Lucas and I went to visit his friends John and Wendy. Wendy bought me 88 diapers, size 2 for when Lucas gets bigger. I love her. Oh, and a cute little onesie that has Lightening Mcqueen on it. I can’t wait for him to grow bigger so he can wear it. It’s so cute.

Then after the at, we went to Wendy’s *the resturant* and ate some food. And then he bought me a pack of smokes, because he’s an amazing Father. We chitchatted about him moving to Flordia and that he wants me to come with him once he gets esablished out there. I’m really considering it. It’s fresh start, and I’m really tired of Iowa. After that, we drove back to Solon and stopped at my house so I could grab Lucas’ carrier thing and to smoke a cigarette…and then we went to Makenzie’s grad party. We didn’t stay for more than a half hour because it was so hot out and Lucas was overheating.

So far tonight, I’ve rearranged the room for the third time. I didn’t like not being to walk around when his swing was up. So I moved everything against the walls, and it’s looking better. I cleaned up a bit, and now I’m in bed typing this. I’m about to go to sleep.

There was my day, for anyone who cares.

Nope, I don’t find them uncomfortable. I find undies in general annoying, I’d go without if I could. But since I don’t, I wear thongs. I wear yoga pants a lot, and I hate having a pantie line.

He’s three weeks old, and he absolutely loves to take a bath. He LOVES the water, and he loves being washed. Is this normal?

Why don’t I have a problem with that?..