he’s all about etiquette…

Welp, I’m two whole bites into my breakfast…

…still think my napkin belongs on my LAP?!!

he knows the schedule…

Water … check.

Toys … check.

Music … check.

Awww, yeah!  I LOVE swimming!

Wait, I’m naked.  That means I’m taking a bath…

…must be Friiiiiiidaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyy!

he’s a cheetah…

Quick!  no one’s lookin’ … now’s my chance!

Aww yeah, they’re gonna be SO impressed that I scored.

I mean, I just learned to walk like 10 days ago … now I’m all playing man games and running around and stuff.

Psh, at this rate I’ll be a decathlete by the time I’m three.  Or maybe an astronaut.  Or Batman.

Almost there!  Just two more steps annnnnnnd crap.

…what the heck’d I trip over?

Ah, yep, that’s my foot.  Juuuuuuust my foot.  Fantastic.  Next stop:  Caped Crusader.

Well, at least nobody saw me…

Crap.

he’s an amateur…

A little green over heeeeeeeeere.

Some more blue down theeeeeeere.

Smear some orange all over this guyyyyyyyyy.

Annnnnnnnnd, voila!

Boom.  Frame it.

…you got yours BETWEEN THE LINES?!?! 

he’s brave…

Soooooooo, you think I need to “watch out” for some kinda purple people eater?

No, no, no, no, no.

I worked out this winter, annnnnnnnd apparently we’re out of cookies…

…dude needs to watch out for ME.

he’s inconsolable…

…they did WHAT?!

Theyyyyyyyyyyy diiiiiiiiiiiiiid WHAT?!?

But, but, but … Talisa and baby Ned and Catelyn and the Northerners are the GOOD guys!

Wait … no … you aren’t … you CAN’T be serious.

ROBB and GREY WIND TOO??!!!

Whyyyyyyyyyhyhyhyhyyyyyyyy?!?!

Seriously, George R. R. Martin … why?!

he’s off by one…

What an awful, awful day this is going to be.

I mean, I like to think I’m a positive guy and all … but today just stinks.

Like first off, I woke up and spilled water all over my PJs.  Who does that?

Then I go to get some juice and we’re all out of OJ.  And I’m SO not in an apple mood.

And then I go to grab some cereal and all of my Lucky Charms are gone … and so are the Cocoa Krispies … so now I have to settle for Corn Pops.

Seriously, Thursdays are the WORST.

… wait, what do you mean “Friday”?

…well, whattaya know!  these Corn Pops taste pretty darn good!