Mommy traced me and drew my fingers free-handedly...they look kinda like flower petals. For the record, my fingers aren't that chubby!
I am ready for the desert and I'm not sure why because I'm not planning a trip there anytime soon. I haven't even been past Missouri yet.
Part of my bedtime routine is touching the bright orange lamp. You'd think Owl would be excited for me but his expression never changes. Dummy.
This nice old man came to the house to bring mommy some flowers. He drove a van with the letters M-O-O-R-E on it. Mommy was happy to get the flowers because it means Daddy loves her.