NerkyGrrl

They have very comfy seating at the Alcove upon which to throw a fit.

(Grandma, we’re going to bring you here next time you visit. The food is really good.)

Went to Home Depot to pick out a new ceiling fan. Mom said I was too big for the child seat, but I insisted on trying it. And look. I fit. Although, it’s a lot higher than I remember.

What? You say you’re NOT an apatosaurus? You can be whatever you want to be.

Mom made a bowl with all of our hands traced on it.  She calls it a ‘finger bowl’, and then chortles to herself.

I wish I could have food, but Mom won’t let me. Why bother even coming to Starbucks? (oh yeah. The chai frappuccino.)

I’m wearing my apron because we’re on our way to the clay studio. Throwing is thirsty work.

Mom! I’m in line. You can’t get me until Ms. Morgan-Arnold sees you!

It’s pretty sunny here at kindergarten pick-up. Mom isn’t the only one who brings a parasol.

I got to stay overnight with Katie!

Mom still hadn’t put my things back away, so before I left I said to Mom, “I expect all this to be tidied up when I come back from my sleepover.”

I guess we’ll see. She didn’t say anything. Just gave me a ‘look’.

Guest photographer: Anna (Katie’s mom)

Mom put my stuff all over the floor in order to organize it. Oh well. I suppose I’ll just have to play with it.

Hey! Mom and Dad figured out that I fidget less on the plane if I’m not bored!

Beth, Mitri, Mom, & Dad are all at Rileycon, so Aunt Jen took Vincent, Cousin Henry, and myself to the park.

Aunt Jen is best!