A long day for mommy...

So I have a really good mommy. Sometimes I get into some things, but Mommy stays patient. Like one time, at the beach, when I threw a fit. That's the only time I've ever thrown a fit, and Mommy was patient with me.

And there's the daily (or is that three times daily?) mess that I make while eating.
But the meals aren't always enough. So when Mommy doesn't give me enough food, I have to take care of myself.
I love my bookshelf. Here's a picture of the time I read all my books except two. Even though Mommy had to put all the books back, she was still patient with me.
But when it is all said and done, I'm just too cute. When I'm cute, Mommy just melts. That helps her be patient with me. But don't tell her, I want to milk this "cute" thing for all it's worth.