These days I am getting up in the mornings and going to daycare. I like it there, I guess. I cry when mom and dad leave me there though, because I am only little. At daycare, I take a nap on a cot. Well, sometimes.
This past week, Uncle Andy came to visit. He brought birthday gifts from him and Aunt Kimberly. They always find the best stuff.
They brought me blocks. I love to stack them, bang them together, and then put them into an empty box.
They also brought some C R A Z Y glasses.
I tried to be polite about it, but to tell you the truth, I don’t really care for them.
Last night I stayed up way past my bed time and went to this thing called something like Ballon Glow, over at Forest Park. The entire family unit rode the tandem bike over there, with me hooked up in the trailer. It was our first family bike ride in St. Louis. There were a lot of cars. It was kind of scary. But it was worth it. I loved seeing all those glowing balloons.