Friday, September 4, 2009

No more crib

My crib got altered into a little bed. I have rolled out of it several times. When my mother remembers, she puts cushions down on the floor. I love my truck blanket and pillow case.

Whenever Mom takes pictures, I try and take the camera away from her. I like to press the buttons. Some how I managed to change the size of the picture to something smaller than what an 8.1 produces. Mom is trying to fix it.
I threw a ball last week into some huge weeds. Una got trapped and covered in hundreds of these peppercorn sized burrs. She had to go and get shaved.
I hang out with Poppa a lot. He likes taking me to the local Garden Center.
They have a REALLY HUGE gong! I am sure that they love it when I hit it too!