Well, I've already decided that I do not like whatever this midterm thing is that Mommy keeps talking about. She is supposed to be playing with me; not gluing her face in books. I've done everything I can think of to get her attention. I've jumped on the coffee table, tried eating her study notes(which she didn't seem to like) and I've tried shoving my "indestructable" chicken in her face(which she also doesn't seem to like).
I'll be glad when midterms are over. Until then, I'm just going to have to give Mommy dirty looks like this one: