Truism #2: I am smart AND I am resourceful.
Truism #3: I’ve got things to do.
They knew it was coming. It was inevitable.
You would think my parents would have been better prepared for my unavoidable escape from the captivity of my crib. I think they’ve been in denial.
The ease with which I can catapult myself over the edge, shimmy down the side, and stick a virtually noiseless landing is embarrassing to admit. I’m sure I could have accomplished this months (if not years) ago and have chosen to remain inactive for far too long.
After quietly waking from my short slumber and making a stealth-like break out from the confines of my bed, I decided to investigate a long standing question in my brain: “Knobs? What’s the point?”
Look closely, notice anything? It took my Mom a few blinks to figure it out, too.
In my opinion, I found a much better place for them. I mean, what’s a dump truck with nothing to haul?
I look forward to sharing some of my other explorations and discoveries with you…stay tuned.
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