Mission Log of the Diabolical Baby Brigade

 As Logged By: Agent Chase Agent Chase's Mom The holidays are an interesting time Where families get together and enjoy key lime. It's also a time of sibling rivalry. And, this time, I've brought the cavalry. My sister thinks she can embarrass me. But, Gobbles has given me reason to say, "We'll see." A random deer leg in the woods? Gross!  Hmm... What interesting goods. How is it that I always love the holidays: the family coming together, the cold weather nipping at my nose, the hot chocolate, the laughter, the merriment, the decorative beauty. And, at the same time, I can’t stand them! This morning is no different. I’m standing outside, knowing that my baby Chase is planning something diabolical to frazzle more of my hair, yet what is really on my mind is my sister. And our rivalry… Did she have to embarrass me last night? It was supposed to be a fun game night for the family. Instead, she got everyone laughing at me as she brought up...

 As Logged By: Agent West Another dirty diaper is tossed into the pail After a poopy so stinky, it made Mommy wail. It doesn't look all that full. Could it fit Mommy's sweater, the one made of wool? That's not enough, I'll give it some more. A wallet, a purse, those pearls they adore. Next this bowl of chocolate pudding cake. Wait!  Pudding cake?  Time for a break. "Ugh, West!"  Mommy shrieks between gasps.  "This one's the worst," she coughs and gasps.   Hehe!   I may have sneaked some cabbage and beans and I may have added a stink bomb...   Or three.   Mommy's eyes water.  Her nose crinkles.  Still, she works as fast as she can to get the dirty diaper off and into the diaper pail.     "Whew," she sighs once the atrocity is gone.  "West, you're pushing it.  I know that stink wasn't just something you pooped out, little man."   You may be right, but I've moved on from that diabolical success.  Now, my s...

 As Logged By: Agent Rose I do love a good turkey leg If it's fried, I'll even beg. But, Auntie P has gone batty Dancing to Christmas music with Catty It's starting to get on my nerves. All those dips, trips, and swerves. How am I to enjoy my turkey When she is acting so quirky? Mmm, Mmm, Mmm... Thanksgiving, here I come! Mommy has set the dining table and, even, gave me a special spot just to the side of the premier head seat.  That can only mean one thing! I get a turkey leg! Uncle Fred has used his fryer, much to Auntie P's protests, and now that turkey is delicious, and moist, and crispy, and yummy, and I.  Am.  So.  Ready.  For.  This. I even set aside my diabolicalness.  All just to make sure that I get a perfectly amazing turkey leg. "I know what this table needs," Auntie P announces before the family can say grace.  "We need some Christmas music!" "Why?"  Daddy groans, followed by Mommy, Uncle Fred, and the rest.  "Shouldn'...