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Thoughts from a real baby. Inspired by zefrank’s pet diary.
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Dear diary. The term “Transport Response” is when a baby is calmed while being carried and moving.

Dada compares it to the late-1900s movie “Speed”. He must carry me around at a minimum pace of 2.5 km/h, or else the “cry bomb” will go off. #babylife
Dear Diary. My parents think it’s “cute” that I try to grab a spoon they’re feeding me with, while I’m already holding two other spoons.

I think it’s cute that they think there’s a limit to how many spoons I can use.

#foodie #babylife
November 28, 2025 at 8:50 PM
Me: Coughing and gagging after Dada puts a bib on me.

Dada: “Ahh, c’mon! It’s not even touching your neck!”

#feedingtime
November 8, 2025 at 7:38 PM
Me: Coughing and gagging after Dada pushes rumbling gas out of his colon.

Dada: “Oh, c’mon! You’re too far away to smell it that quickly!”

#methane #gas
November 8, 2025 at 7:37 PM
Dear Diary. It’s been a couple of months since I started dropping logs and rolling over on the change mat. Dada is now a little more nervous during diaper duty.

Like, dude, you’d prefer I just lie down in my diaper gravy? No, thanks. Drop and roll. That’s my strategy. Keep up.

#babylife
November 1, 2025 at 5:59 PM
Dear Diary. So what if I prefer to mash my bananas in my hands instead of in my mouth? I only have 2 teeth anyways!

#foodie
November 1, 2025 at 3:38 AM
Dear Diary. Dada says I’m like a dog sometimes.

I have long, stringy drool that oozes towards the ground when I’m feeling content.

When I’m feeling excited, my breathing turns into a heavy pant.

I lick people’s faces.

But guess who eats food that has fallen on the floor? Dada!

#dogs #doglife
October 19, 2025 at 4:36 AM
Dear Diary. My parents always say I’m cat-like.

Yes, I like to push things off ledges.

Yes, I like watching videos of birds and squirrels in a bird bath.

Yes, I love body warmth for naps.

But guess who makes “meow” sounds every time they see anything resembling a cat? You guys!

#cats #catlife
October 13, 2025 at 4:41 PM
Dear Diary. Having solid 💩 kind of sucks.

I push and I scream with all my might, thinking this has got to be really big…and all I get is a hershey’s kiss!

There I was, imagining breaking world records, ready with Guiness on speed dial.

#solid
October 7, 2025 at 1:25 AM
Dear Diary. I caught my first cold last week. So I thought I’d update my Dada’s moon systems. 🌕

I climbed up his chest and headbutt-slobbered into his open mouth. Instead of a thanks, I get an “eww, gross”!

Like, you’re welcome. You won’t be catching the T-Virus anytime soon.

#germs
September 27, 2025 at 7:07 PM
Dear Diary. So my parents always laugh when they catch me kissing and slobbering all over the mirror for minutes at a time.

I really don’t get what’s funny about wanting to rescue the very cute baby trapped behind the glass.

Like in the fairytales, maybe a kiss will break the spell?

#fairytale
September 27, 2025 at 2:48 PM
Dear Diary. Mama and Dada now take turns putting me to bed. Sometimes I wake up and one of them is in the room with me, and not necessarily who I fell asleep with.

I might be asleep, but I can tell which one is Dada. He thinks he’s sneaky with his silent flatulence.

#smelly
September 25, 2025 at 7:42 AM
Dear Diary. Apparently, I like to throw things on the floor. Especially things that go in my mouth.

I do it so often in fact, that Mama is tethering things to me so they don’t get floor germs. 🦠

#babylife
September 24, 2025 at 4:59 AM
Dear Diary. I am a cheerful, happy baby…as long as I get what I want! 💁‍♀️
September 20, 2025 at 9:07 PM
Dear Diary. When I’m trying to protest my displeasure, Dada will sometimes pat my back, making my voice appear choppy.

Like, I’m trying to be serious but instead end up sounding silly. Ugh!

#babylife #protest #silly
September 13, 2025 at 8:34 PM
Dada, silently carrying me: …

Me, pulling his beard: screech!

Dada, opening mouth: ouch!

Me, putting slobbery, wet fingers in his mouth: hahaha

Eat my baby germs, Dada! 🦠

#babylife #beard #slobber #transfer
September 11, 2025 at 2:28 AM
Dear Diary. Dada’s eyes looked sad as he walked me in the stroller yesterday. He said he’s “going back to work tomorrow”. I didn’t know what that meant.

Today was awful. He wasn’t able to constantly shower me with love and attention! Is this what he meant?

#babylife #babyblues
September 11, 2025 at 1:47 AM
Yelp review for Dada.

Only for the eclectic palate. A roller coaster of chef’s choice, you’ll never guess if he’ll serve up purée, mash, or whole food. The zucchini sticks and yam fries are amazing and mess-free.

Say 🚫 to bottle. It could be formula, not always 38°C.

6.5/10

#foodie #foodreview
September 5, 2025 at 2:14 AM
Yelp review for Mama.

I recommend the bottomless milk on tap. It is delicious, day evening and night. However supply will be cut off if I bite. So much for AYCE.

Sometimes I get complimentary teething wafers, but the last one had a hair in it.

Would repeat. 9/10

#foodie #foodreview
September 5, 2025 at 1:17 AM
Dear Diary. Thanks to the lactation consultant, Mama now puts me in “booby timeout” every time I bite while feeding.

As I wait here in timeout, I quietly sharpen my little chompers.

#biting #twofrontteeth #breastfeeding
August 30, 2025 at 8:19 AM
Dear Diary. Mama and Dada do this thing called the “kissy sandwich”.

They both smush their food holes against either side of my cheeks and make smoochy sound effects. 😘

I’m not sure how hygienic this is, but it’s kind of fun!

#babylife #smooches #kiss #sandwich
August 28, 2025 at 5:53 PM
Deat Diary. Dada walked me in the stroller almost 50 kilometres this past week.

He’s going to miss this when he gets “back to work” soon, or so I hear. I don’t even know what that means, but I hope nothing changes.

My #babylife is perfect right now.

#walk #walking
August 24, 2025 at 4:40 AM
Dear Diary. Now I can finally pronounce “Mama”. Yay!

I guess it’s great timing, because I sense that she wasn’t thrilled about being called “naai” all this time. That means “milk” in Cantonese, btw.

#babylife #mama #speech
Dear Diary. Dada was absolutely thrilled that I can look him in the face and say “Dada” aloud. I can’t pronounce “Mama” yet though; the ‘m’ is difficult.

On an unrelated note, 90% of the syllables I can make are “da”. So if I have anything to say about any topic, it’s “da da da da da da”.

#speech
August 19, 2025 at 6:41 PM
Dear Diary. Dada asked today: “Did your toot-toots invite some surprise guests for a diaper party?”

Where he comes up with such pooetry, nobody knows, but I suspect it comes from a place of experience.

#babylife #diaper
August 16, 2025 at 2:19 AM
Dear Diary. Dada cooked Chawanmushi for me the other day. It was so yummy! 😋 Go eggs! 🥚

Much better than hard boiled or scrambled.

#foodie #chawanmushi
August 12, 2025 at 12:35 AM
Dear Diary. Never revisit the scene of a crime.

As Dada walks laps around the room to transport me to sleep, he keeps passing through ground zero.

Every time I start nodding off, we both get a whiff of the toot toot he released. It’s a reactionary jolt, for sure.

It’s #truecrime 101. #eyeroll
August 9, 2025 at 9:39 PM