NerkyGrrl

I have to tear apart all this paper so I can draw on it.
(Why’s it all connected anyway?)

Rose brought me a doll from Haiti.

“My Sweetie is in her footie pajamas, too.”

Timothy’s Lost and Found Day.

Man, these kids cannot keep track of their stuff. This is why Mom and Dad don’t let me take things to daycare.

Yes!

Dad’s home, and he brought a bunch of clothes from Aunt Jen, Cousin Henry, and Rose.

Thanks, guys!

I have to read my new Mr. Rogers book (from the Brandt’s church library when it closed) over here, because the table is covered in pretend food.

I already pretend cleaned it off, but it didn’t do any good.

Dad’s in Chicago and Mom’s at a conference, so the Brandts took me in and fed me bananas.

I might just live here!

Sulking… I mean ‘sleeping’ in my tent. (No, not my bed, but it is in my room.)

Also, Dad took me in for my flu ‘sniff’ yesterday (wasn’t a shot this time!) and they took stats.
weight 34.5 lbs – 90%ile
height 40 inches – not on chart

I’m wearing 4T clothes now and am about to grow out of my size 8 shoes!

What’s this blue thing doing here?

Suuuure I’ll sleep in my own bed.

(At least, I’ll start out here. heh heh heh.)

Halloween addendum. Here’s the tail, for all of you who complained. You know who you are.