Punkin Butt

For Aunt Pookie!

Got Tortilla?

Come on, Mama, do I have to?

Oh, okay, because I love you, Mama...

Got Tortilla?

Now everyone's going to think I'm silly (I am, but they don't need to know that!).

Bye Bye Summer

I guess since it is now October we have to consider summer over. I know officially summer is already over. Mama decided, though, since its only gonna get colder (hopefully!) that I should get a popsicle from the ice cream truck that comes down the street! It even had a popsicle that was my size! It was called a Bomb Pop, Jr. and it tasted really good. I think next summer I'm gonna have to capitalize on this ice cream truck thing.

Here's a picture of Daddy and me. Daddy was being silly and acting like he was trying to eat my popsicle. I knew he was doing it all along.


Now believe it or not, I have eaten this whole thing myself, and I even went on to finish it. Daddy had to pop the last bit in my mouth, though, as it fell off the stick. It still tasted just as good!

When Grandma C went to wash my hands off, we discovered my hand was all blue! I'll have to remember that for the future if I don't want Mama to know I'm eating popsicles!