Big Boy Bed

I sweeped in a cwib. On Sunday Daddy put my big boy bed in Bubba's woom and told me to take my nap there. So I did.

After I pwayed with Bubba's toys.

And wooked at Bubba's books.

This is how I sweeped...

On Tuesday Daddy took my cwib away. He put my big boy bed in my woom. Now I sweep on big boy bed all the time!!

And most of the time all of me stays on the bed now!!

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Another Birfday

I had another birfday. Now I'm 4!!!

We had a birfday celebration on Tuesday. We went to Chuck E Cheese and pwayed games and ate pizza. And we ate wollipops.

I liked knocking down the ducks. But Andrew just got mad at them. He wiked widing the horse the best.

After we waked up from our nap, we ate supper. Then Mama had sumpin else for us...

MY BIRFDAY CAKE!!!!

And I got some pwesents too.

Then on Thursday when it was weally my birfday, I was sad when the sun came up cause Mama wanted to take my picture.

But after we went to MOPS, we ate wunch and drived to Gwanma and Gwanpa's house. After supper they singed "Happy Birfday" to me and wet me bwow out the candles on another cake.

I wasn't sad anymore then.

What We Wike to Do

We wike to...

...be artists. On the sidewalk.

Mama wikes to get us cwean again.

...wead. We wead libwawy books. We wead books at our house. We wead mag-in-zines.

...sing songs. We wike to sing "Oh, Cherry of the Mountain" (maybe you know that one better as "Go Tell It On the Mountain") and "Zacchaeus Was Wee Widdle Man" and "Itsy Bider."

...help Mama mix in the kitchen.

And then eat it!

...eat ice cweam. Fwom the twuck.

What do you wike to do?