Milk

Turns out I have lots to share about my birthday. Most of it is awesome, like presents and pumpkin muffins and presents and cake and presents and getting Herbie blanket in my crib.

Unfortunately, there are some not so awesome things about turning one.

For example, I've been enjoying my milk for a year now. It's delicious and boobie-flavored. So when mom was all, "Hey Lu, do you want some milkies in your cup?" I was all, "Obvious!"

I love my cup. So I took a big swig.

Super lame! Whatever poison she put in my cup, it was definitely not boobie-flavored milk.

I was not impressed.