I find this autumn season to be invigorating...

I've been blogging, and playing. Sometimes I'm dancing. I'm practicing my words. I sometimes throw things just for fun. I take all the books off the shelf. I rearrange furniture (to make it more feng shui). I hide in closets. I like grabbing Mommy's purse and running around with it. I unzip Daddy's work bag. I eat crunchies. I throw crunchies on the ground. I drink from a cup. I spill stuff that's in my cup. I take my pants off. I take my diaper off. I yell. I laugh. I pout. I sneeze. Icky stuff comes out of my nose when I sneeze. I pull my socks off. I lose at least one sock per day. I want to play with Daddy's keys. I flop around when I'm tired. I nap. I don't want a nap. I want my blankie. I don't want to be in the pack n' play. I watch Sesame Street. I yell, "Elmo!" and "Abby!" I put my jammies on. I take my jammie pants off. I accidentally break the handle off of Mommy's mug. I smile. I show off my bellybutton. I poke Daddy's bellybutton. I give Mommy kisses. I hug Daddy (sometimes I run into him and then hug him). I fall down. I slip on stuff. I tap dance in my cool sneakers. I do a lot.

Apparently, this makes Daddy very, very tired.