They Call Me Ivan the Terrible!!

I should have known something was up when Mommy and me did not leave for school at the normal time. Seems Daddy and Mommy felt the need to take me to the doctor to have my head examined. I have been acting like my head hurt for the past few days so they took me to see my doctor. I let the doctor use his stethoscope on me but that was all I was willing to let him do. Mommy assured me this time that she wouldn't let him snatch me away from her. She kept her word and made him tell her when he wanted me in a different position. He got to see just how strong I am!! I am pretty sure that both of us were happy that I left!

Daddy took me to the Baby Penitentiary after we left the doctor's office. I thought we were going to the office but that didn't happen. I threw an absolute fit at the Baby Penitentiary. Everyone was watching a movie and I caused complete chaos because Daddy left me there. I banged and banged on the windows hollering for Daddy. I wouldn't let any of the Wardens try to calm me down. Since they didn't seem to understand that I didn't want to stay there I started kicking the doors! I kept my shenanigans up for almost an hour before they decided they better call Mommy and Daddy. Daddy came and got me but I was sleeping when he got there because I wore myself out. Mommy was quite happy that I was asleep when Daddy got there because she seems to think that I would have been able to put two and two together and pull the tantrum fit out of my hat everyday. I really rattled my Wardens and I seem to think that they were happy to see me go too! Warden Kristy says I can come back and felt bad that she couldn't comfort me or make me see the fun in staying at the Baby Penitentiary today. Don't they understand that when I get into Daddy's truck I am suppose to go to work???

Daddy and I hanged out at the house all afternoon and waited for Mommy to get home. Mommy didn't think my shenanigans was very cute. Oh well. I can't always toe the line! The good news is that I really do get to go to work tomorrow. Mommy assures me that I am going to work tomorrow because she says I can and not because I want to. She also assures me that I will be going back to the Baby Penitentiary on Thursday and I am going to act happy to be there!