Mom makes me help Manny get ready for school in the morning.After I make Manny his breakfast, he carries his cereal bowl into the family room and sits on his plastic potty."C" is for cookie and cookie is for me!Ha!And when it's time for him to go to day care, he gets up and dumps whatever he didn't eat right in the toilet.Mom is always getting on me about not finishing my breakfast.But if she had to scrape corn flakes out of the bottom of a plastic potty every morning, she wouldn't have much of an appetite either.

Tuesday I don't know if I mentioned this before, but I am super good at video games.I'll bet I could beat anyone in my grade head-to-head.Unfortunately, Dad does not exactly appreciate my skills.He's always getting on me about going out and doing something "active".So tonight after dinner when Dad started hassling me about going outside, I tried to explain how with video games, you can play sports like football and soccer, and you don't even get all hot and sweaty.But as usual, Dad didn't see my logic.