Mission Log of the Diabolical Baby Brigade

 As Logged By: Agent West Mommy’s dressed me as a bunny And I don’t find it all funny. Sure, the legend sounds really cool, But did she have to go so old school? Cousin JimJim thinks he can laugh Even though he’s dressed as a giraffe. How would he like some worms in his bag? Watch out! He’s starting to gag.     A diabolical bunny, I could do… One that looks eerie and menacing, just like the ones in the marshmallow bunny legend. Yes, I could dress as one of those. Especially, for Halloween and, especially, for candy! But, do I look like a diabolical bunny? Do my eyes glow red? Do I have fake teeth that look like fangs? NO! My cute ears flop in haphazard directions and my tail is fluffy white. There’s a little pink dot on each cheek and this bunny nose tied to my face tickles with way too many whiskers. I. Look. So. CUTE!!! I’m a diabolical dude! What will Agent Chase think. What will… What will Agen...

 As Logged By: Agent Rose A girls’ shopping trip sounded fun, Until Mommy put my diaper on. I know how to use the potty! Is she afraid I’ll make a squatty? No, I don’t want any manicotti! I want to show you my karate. Watch out! Here comes a great big toot Right when she’s putting on my boot.     I can’t decide if I’m excited and delighted, or cranky and angry. Mommy is taking me to the mall! That part I’m excited about. There we’ll stop at the candy store and the toy store. We’ll detour through the food mart, possibly picking up some delightfully cheesy manicotti along the way, to get us to the kids play area, where I can crawl and climb over sunny side up eggs and long strips of bacon. Ah, yes! Going to the mall will be such, such fun. Why, then, am I cranky and angry? Take one guess. One wrapped on, uncomfy, diaper-should-not-be-there guess. Yes, Mommy has decide to play it safe and has covered my adorably tooty...

 As Logged By: Agent Chase The question recently came about Of what started me on this route. Here's a reminder for you all To know why I became diabolical.  Oh, how grand.  I look like an old man. Is it my smile or nose?  It can't be my tan. Is it my cheek bones?  My jaw line? Tell me now or I'll threaten to cry and whine!     "What started it all?"  You ask.  What turned me from cutely innocent to diabolical and maniacal?  What started me on this quest to drive my parents mad?     Well, you're looking at it ladies and gents.     My parents couldn't get enough of that oh so famous Star Trek.  So, guess what they did the moment I was born!  They compared me to their favorite captain:  Jean-Luc Picard. "Oh, look at her eyes!" "No, look at her chin!' "Can't you see, it's in her expression!" "It's Patrick Stewart.  Yes, it is!" Oh, how grand.  At just a few hours old, I apparently ...

 As Logged By: Agent West With The Puppy A diabolical plot was hatched One that could never be matched, Because the Puppy is coming over today! But, now, I’m too tired to play. Agent Chase’s truce may have ended, I think I’ll make mine extended. A simple truce to get some sleep As long as no one makes a peep.     “Guess what, West!” Mommy squeals just as I was finally getting some shut eye. “Your puppy friend is coming over to play today.” Huh? The Puppy? Today? No way! The Diabolical Drei knew this day was coming. Mommy couldn’t keep quiet about her mischievous plan of a play date between this diabolical dude and… The Puppy! To add extra emphasis, a lightning bolt burst brightly outside. I might have thought that was cool. I might have laughed, thrown a toot, and drooled. But, this baby got no shut eye last night. And all because of those lightning bolts. First one storm, then the next. All stinking night!...