Mission Log of the Diabolical Baby Brigade

 As Logged By: Agent West I so loved eating those nasty greens. The ones that tasted worse than sardines. It’s time for me to pay Mommy back In a way that just might make her crack! This has to be something truly diabolical And, how about, a little bit comical. A half eaten pickle I see. And a window as dirty as can be.     Yuck, yuck, YUCK! I’m still trying to get that taste out of my mouth. I’ve had spinach before and loved it. I’ve eaten kale and handled it. What, then, did Mommy do to make those greens look, taste, and smell so bad!? Yuck! Make the disgusting taste go away! I need to get Mommy back after making me eat those nasty greens. Too bad I didn’t borrow a page from Agent Chase. I could have hidden a handful and given it to the Puppy! No, not even the Puppy would have eaten that congealed glob of green nastiness. I’ll still have to get her back, or my name isn’t Agent West: diabolical dude of spit bubble abominab

 As Logged By: Agent Rose A rumble growls from down the hall Making me shake and feel quite small Where’s my stink bear to protect me? More rumbling and grumbling. What can it be? Quiet! Someone’s opening my door! Why did I leave my stink bear on the floor? Now, there’s a shadow lurking into the room. Another rumble! As loud as a thunder’s boom!     GGRRRRRAAAAAHHHHHHHH! What is that frightening sound? A hungry bear? An angry lion? A scary monster sneaking out from the linen closet? With large claws and sharp fangs? “AAH!” Okay, I admit it! This diabolical cutie is scared!!!!! GGRRRRRAAAAAHHHHHHHH! Where is my stink bear? Where is he? My favorite gift from Agent West, who will protect me and keep me safe? WHERE ARE YOU!? Oh, no! I remember now. I was tossing and turning. I couldn’t get to sleep. In a temper tantrum moment, I tossed my cuddly wuddly bear to the floor. Is he still there? I crawl over

 As Logged By: Agent Chase Nothing could ever compare To something so simple, but not rare. A toot in the face will leave Mommy crying Especially when Daddy laughs like he’s dying. He’s laughing so hard He’s let down his guard. Now, here comes baby Chase, Ready with a toot in his face!     Eating as quickly as can be is not my style. I like to enjoy each bite and savor the flavor, but this diabolical mastermind is on a mission. One that’s almost ready to explode. I feel the gas bubbling down my tummy. Where is Mommy hiding? “Wah!” I yell and wait to see if that does the trick. “What is it, Sweetie?” Mommy asks as she comes into the room, never once sensing that she’s falling into my trap. Daddy follows right behind. “Is everything okay?” He asks. Neither one of them noticing that I’m preparing to aim. “Maybe she just…” FFPPPHHHRRRRRRRTTTTTT! “UGH!” Mommy cries. “Right in my face.” Her face pinches so t