Tuesday, October 03, 2006
Maybe it was the hot pancakes
[As transcribed by Daddy]
Mommy and I went to the beach today. On the way there, while we were there, as we left, and after we left, I waved at people and made friends. Sometimes all it takes is a wave, sometimes all it takes is a smile. I'm telling you, if I worked at the Unted Nations, the world would be at peace, because we'd all be friends with each other. Anyhow, while we were out, I got some clothes, a book, and a new toy cow to replace the one I ate. Mommy and I have named it "Moe".
When we got home, the Nixons had arrived to stay with Gamma and Grandpa again. All was going well and good until once again I took a header into the fireplace. Instead of an eye injury, this time I sustained a chin injury, and am sporting a nice red mark. It kinda goes along with my slightly burned tongue - only none of us have any inkling how I managed to do that.
I didn't nap much, and on days where I don't sleep well, I usually don't sleep well during the night, either. So... my folks are bracing themselves.
Listening to: Otis Redding - Otis Blue
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