This morning was back to our regular stuff. Mommy did work and I played. I felt better, and Mommy was funny when we were playing. I smiled at her, and she got all excited. I'm not sure what was so exciting. I have smiled at her before I think, but this time I let out some little noises when I smiled. Then she kept trying to make me do it again. I guess that making noise when you smile at something funny is called "laughing," and Mommy likes me to do that.
If it weren't for this silly tube in my nose with all the tape and stuff, I'd be able to smile more, I think. When Mommy puts the tube in next time, she'll make it prettier than they did at the hospital. She just keeps telling me that if I would drink from the bottle then I could get the tube out again. I guess I'll get around to that when I feel a little better.