It was snowy last weekend! We didn't have much action at our house, but mama insisted that we get our family picture done so we went up to daddy's fire station where it was white and pretty. We ended up with some nice pictures and we already got our Christmas photo cards back. I didn't get to hold one for long, but before mama grabbed it away it looked pretty nice.
Me and my daddy. By the way, I call him "daddy" now, not "dada" (too much). "Dada" is for babies. "Daddy" is a much more mature way of calling for the big guy.
All three of us. They didn't use this one for the Christmas cards, but I like it a lot. Mama wouldn't let me post the ones they put on the cards. She said it should be a "surprise".
Whatever.
This was me goofing around in the fire station. Maybe this will be my coat one day!Mama and I went shopping today. She pulled out her plastic card a bunch of times. I hope she got something for me.
The salesladies all really liked me. One of them wanted to talk to mama but I was running circles around the Macy's cosmetics department. She tried to tell mama that I was almost too pretty to be a boy and that I was so beautiful and blech blech blech. And then another lady said "what a cute little boy" and then took another look and hesitated like she was suddenly unsure whether I was a boy or not. Hey, I'm a dude! Get over it already!
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