I’ve been really worried about Mommy and Daddy. They’ve been acting so weird and doing dumb things like baby talking and making goofy faces at me. One day I was bored stiff so I smiled. And I mean a big juicy one. They were so giddy, they clapped and squealed like they’d never seen a guy smile before. Hey, if I knew this was what they wanted all along I would have smiled long ago. Ahhh, the pressure and expectations of being eight weeks old.

Wonder what else would make them smile…hmm maybe some
more sleep?

 I’m no dummy, I’m going to use this new smile thing for something good.