Bimbo

Tonight my parents went shopping for a ridiculously expensive piece of colour coated foam called a Bumbo. I was awake in the baby store looking around and in a pretty good mood so I humoured them and let them place me in this Bumbo thing right in the middle of the aisle. Oh boy was I ever a hit. Lots of people went by and said how cute I was and people thought it was funny that the Bumbo had a live display. My parents thought I would be too small to sit in it, but low and behold. They were wrong. There was great debate over colour and home we went with a blue one.

I was real nice and sat in it for them when we got home too. Let Mom even take some pictures with the clicking black thing again.

Now they drag this thing everywhere so I've decided to scream and fuss when they put me in it. Haha funny.

My Grandma, Oohla (yes, Oohla, it's a long story) called it a Bimbo instead of a Bumbo. I tried to correct her but she wasn't listening. She's getting pretty old and so sometimes can't hear important stuff. You should hear how loud her TV is! Anyway, now my Dad calls the Bumbo Bimbo too. I understand I'm stuck with this family. Could someone please confirm?

Coming soon to your house. Leo and the Bimbo. Great, just great.