My Playpen- by Benedict, 1 year 3 months

Today I am writing this in my playpen. No comment. Playpens are horrible cages that trap innocent babies, like me, leaving them in a small, cramped space with absolutely no toys whatsoever. Okay, fine, they aren't that bad......they're  WORSE!!! It all started one day when a big box came in the mail. Mama opened it and took out a big white thing. The box was fun. I played peek-a-boo and pretended it was a car. Then, I fell asleep. When I woke back up, I was laying next to this big cage thing. Mama put me in it, and it was fun at first, until...... Okay, lets stop for a few minutes before we go on..................................................................................................................................
Alright, ready? Okay, good, now brace yourself for the next part....
 Mama left. She went into the kitchen. I was left alone. I cried and cried but she didn't listen. The End.


Well, okay, that was a little bit of exaggeration there. First of all, she did listen to me and made Juweea -or however you spell her name- get in and play with me. Second, its not the end. I am sitting in here now writing this. That's right all you grown-ups, ITS NOT OVER.   Yet.

One day I'll get out of this thing myself, or break it, or use my extremely cute face on others to persuade them to let the baby out.

Oops, gotta go, almost time for my after-breakfast snack.


(Oh and check out this hilarious picture!! Can you believe I looked like that? This was ages ago, and, I'm like, practically bald!!

Anyway though, I was just messing around on the I-pad!!)