Baby’s diary.
Woke up. I was hungry, so I asked for my food. The foolish parents ignored this, going to the trouble of changing my perfectly good pants. And I’d just made them nice and wet, too! They wouldn’t stop changing me, no matter how much I complained. They change me before giving me my food. The nerve! I demanded to see someone in Customer Service, but to no avail.
Anyway, it was night, so after I finally ate, I decided to stay awake for a little while. They wanted me to go to sleep, but that would have interrupted my study of the ceiling. I kept asking them how old the light fittings were, but they wouldn’t answer. As soon as I get to talk to a supervisor, I’m having these parents exchanged for new ones. They just don’t seem to understand me.
