That's it...I'm outta here.

Sometimes Mommy won't let me have crunchies and applesauce, and Daddy won't let me play with the remote control. Or Daddy will tell me I can't throw my Little People across the room, or Mommy gets mad when I take my diaper off 'cause I want to air out my tushie. And I'm not allowed to bite off the tips of my crayons.

No, No, No, No... that all I ever hear anymore.


But ya know, even I have my limit.


So, I packed up my suitcase, put on my Annapolis hoodie, grabbed my bestest friend in the whole wide world, Miss Abby Cadabby, and decided to move out. And then I realized that was silly... I love my Mommy and Daddy. They do a lot of really good things for me. So we all sat down, ate a few crunchies, shared a few hugs, and everything is okay now.