Big brother: not so bad after all

Yesterday was the long awaited moment where I would be able to stare down my big brother, mano a womano, and tell him straight up that his blog stinks. The drama of the moment was somewhat mitigated by the fact that it turns out big brother is pretty cool. Cool enough for me to lift my head for the first time to check him out:

Oof. This takes a lot of effort, Eli. Hope you appreciate it down the road, when I'm knocking over your Legos.

I was rewarded with a big sloppy kiss. Is it too early to worry about cooties?

Eww...

On the other hand, Eli did bring me a present:

It came fully loaded with the latest in squeeze-and-bark technology.

Here's the whole gang admiring me:


Eventually the fawning got to be a bit too much, even for me. I mean, I am the new center of the universe, but enough's enough.

Yeesh.

Also, it sounds like I'm going home in an hour or so. Whatever "home" is. Sounds scary-- I doubt it's as charming and well-appointed as this room I've been in.

By the way, food is delicious. Everyone has been acting all surprised by the amount I've been consuming from the boob, but I don't understand. What type of person wouldn't like eating??? Hopefully no one related to me...

There are supposedly some nice pictures of Eli on his blog, which he wouldn't sell to me. (They were taken while I was either asleep or eating) I suppose you should go check them out. But come back here right afterwards!