I love playing with the calculator. Mama says she hopes I inherited Daddy's math genes. Not really sure what that means.
School just wore me out one day last week!
We go to Chick-Fil-A & all I get are O's? Please...
(Mama's comment: we offered her a chicken biscuit, but she refused...then ate nearly half of Mommy's biscuit!)
Harper & I know the drill upon arrival at church: SNACK TIME!!!!!
Mom let me feel some frozen bread the other day. Which I promptly started to gnaw on. That'll teach you.
Yep, I've got mis-matched Elmo PJs on. The white pants are way too big & the pink top is way too small, so we make accommodations. Don't bother me none, I just love Elmo in whatever form it takes!
I know how to put all of the fishies back in their correct colors.
Read, Daddy...read!!!!
I ate ALL my dinner the other night & shocked Mommy, so she gave me some mini Nilla Wafers as a treat. Score!
Wild!
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