Impending Doom

Hiya!
This is Balloo the baby typing to you. Mama says I can use the 'puter thingy this morning 'cause I asked her. I don't sneeeeeak like big sister Aria does. Oh, but I alreadeeee told you about that.
Anyway, I wanted to borrow the 'puter thingy 'cause I am thinking that there is impending doom. Like my words? Big sister Aria used Google for meeee and found them for meeee. Okay, back to my impending doom.
I am thinking that Mama's been thinking 'cause I heard her say something to Grandma over the ringing, ear monster that I am going somewheres on Friday. I didn't hear it all 'cause I was too busy sleeeeeping 'cause that is what I do after zoomieeeeees with big sister Aria and big brother Doc. But, I am thinking that it has something to do with the doctor. I don't know why. We alreadeeeee have our own Doc. Why do I neeeeed to go visit a different one? Besides, I like our Doc better 'cause he doesn't use pokey tooks, erm, tubes...um, tools. Yes. That's it, pokey tools. I am thinking that I don't like the pokey tubes, I mean, tools.
I heard Mama tell Grandma that the sugary, no the supery...surgery? Well, the thingy will help. Help what? I am thinking she might be talking about my little habit of thinking I am in charge of big sister Aria, Doc and Roscoe. There's big brother Glacier too, but he mostly ignores meeeee. I'm not sure how though 'cause I am the baby and very cute. Anyway, I can't help it. If big brother Roscoe goes pee outside, 'cause that is where you are supposed to go, I have to pee on top of it. I can't stop myself. The other day, my leg lifted on Daddy's weight bench. I was sooooooo embarrassed. I swear! My leg did it on its own and suddenly I was peeing. I went and hid under Mama's legs because I was so aflamed...erm, ashamed.
So, you seeeeee? There is impending doom! I Balloo the baby, I am thinking, am going to the doctor's on Friday and will have to have sugar. Hmmmm, isn't sugar yummy stuff that Mama says I can't have? I'm confused...