April 7, 2009: Good morning, this is The Charlie Report

With me, Charlie.

Last night Mom and Dad thrilled to the excitement of my pooping and peeing next to the Magnolia tree and NOT under the porch, both singing "Potty potty potty" while I did my business. I had a very good night: went to bed in my cave without a whimper (after falling asleep on the bed while Mom stroked me). I did wake up in the middle of the night and started to cry and would not be comforted. Mom recognized that this cry sounded different from normal, a little screechy, and guessed that I might have to conduct some business. So Dad took me outside and I pooped AND pee'ed by the Magnolia tree, and Dad sang "Potty potty potty" and then told me I was great. Then I went back to bed in my cave.

Then this morning while Mom was getting ready for work, I told Dad I wanted to go out, and he took me, and I pee'ed in the special spot, and Dad sang "Potty potty potty" and got all excited again. These people are clearly starved for entertainment. Then we went back to bed for a while, and got up at 7am.

Currently, I am asleep on Dad's lap while he watches boring financial news.

This has been The Charlie Report.