What I learned today was that sometimes life isn't fair. I've gotten used to this doofus chap named Daddy. I like having him around. He's good peeps. He makes me laugh and he cleans my poop, even when the color of my poop stains my skin somewhat and he's not really happy to swipe it up but he does it anyway while making googly noises at me.
But today he went back to work, leaving me alone with Hot Mama and Wyatt, which is fun and all, and Gram and Grandpa are still here too. Still, I miss my Daddy.
Come back, you clod.