
Daddy hid the birthday pictures somewhere so as soon as I track them down I'll put up a good long post on my party.
So, mama left on that Sunday, then daddy took me to yamma & baba D's house on Wednesday and I stayed there until they got home on Saturday. Why didn't they take me with them? I would have been very good. I hear Las Vegas is very child friendly. Anyway I had a good time with yamma and baba and I was very good and didn't have any challenges at all except I didn't want to take a bath in their big scary tub.

This Kells place had an elevator which was very fascinating to me. I wanted to go over there all the time. While mama and I were waiting for everybody else, I was flirting with the waitresses and waiters. One of the waiters went by and went into the elevator. I was watching him very intently. Because he was in the elevator. He waved at me and I waved back. As the door closed, I said "bye bye, daddy". Boy, was he surprised!
Then I had fries for dinner. And a few bites of chicken. Oh, and milk with a straw. Yamma kept giving me milk even though mama and daddy said no because I would wet my bed if I had milk too late. Yamma just said it's ok and kept doing it until she was forced to stop. Guess what happened last night? Yep, I wet my bed. Mama thinks yamma should have to come over and do the laundry.
Mama took lots of pictures tonight to make up for the lack of new pictures lately. She caught me playing peek-a-boo with the shower curtain. She said "one, two, three", and I popped out!
Then she said "one," and I said "mun, dew", and she said "three!" and I popped out!



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