Hmm. I wonder how Teagan knows when he is hungry or when he needs his diaper changed. Even though he cannot talk or walk, people seem to know what he needs ... that is, excepting for me.
To me he just makes noise. He cries. He is only about two weeks old; yet when he starts squeaking or crying, people come running to help him and all I can do is stand there and be jealous 'cause they're paying more attention to Teagan than to me!
I tried to take him apart with my plastic screw driver and hammer, but all that did was make Teagan scream and my parents come running, where Daddy put me in time out and Mommy yelled at me.
I guess that wasn't such a good idea ...
I wanted to see if I could locate his crying machine; if I found it, I was gonna try to hit the button or at least turn it off for good so it wouldn't bother me any more.
That's all I was gonna do. I don't know why Mommy and Daddy punished me! I wasn't gonna really hurt him, but I guess it did. Why else would my baby brother squall like that??
I wish I were a girl, like my sister, Paige. She is nine (I'm seven), but she seems to have this baby thing figured out. She loves ot help Mommy with Teagan. She loves helping to feed him, change his pee-pee'ed or poopied-up diapers, burp him, or putting the baby lotion or powder on him after Teagan has had his bath; and then he smells like flowers. He no longer stinks: he smells very nice.
I'm just a little boy. When it comes to babies, I am very stupid. I don't know much excepting that they cry, stink sometimes, and can't talk English like the rest of the family can. Maybe he's speaking or crying in Spanish. My best friend, Paco, is from Mexico; next time he comes over, maybe I can see if he can understand what my baby brother is trying to say!
Well, Teagan is crying again. I wish he'd stop!! I am gonna see if I can figure him out some more; right now he is very confusing, and I don't like it when he cries!!