Dada's been working on my playroom. I don't know why he needed to change it. The carpet was nice and soft to fall on. And because it was stained, nobody ever noticed when I puked on it. The new hard floor is nice too, though, I guess. Note my playhouse front and center. Oh yeah. That's the way it should be.We went to Grandma and Grandpa R.'s house and I got lots of attention.

Great Grandma and Auntie Barb. Auntie Barb made me some fun new bibs.


Great Grandma and Auntie Barb. Auntie Barb made me some fun new bibs.

I am pretty big on reading right now. Reading and coloring. Yeah, coloring. I take all of the crayons out of the box and do some scribbling. Nine times out of ten I pull out an orange crayon or a purple crayon. Guess I take after Grandma R... orange because she likes orange, and purple because she's crazy. Then I like to put them all back in the box. I fit them all in neatly and don't lose any. Except that one that went under the couch.
And the one that tasted good.







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