Corn and Hold You
My Bondi and Poppy came to visit this week. They originally were just coming to visit, but it worked out that this would be a "packing week". Poppy occupied me while Bondi (what I call Grammie now) and Mommy packed up boxes and boxes of my house. I loved getting donuts with Poppy and going for walks. I especially liked climbing up the ladder after Bondi while she was working. I kept saying "stand up". It was very funny...or "sunny" as I say it.
We went to Concord Mills mall so Poppy could buy me new shoes for my birthday. When I saw the merry-go-round, I didn't cry and run the other way. Nope, I ran straight for it and through the gate before anyone could catch me. They HAD to buy me a ticket then. I picked out my "nay" and had a blast. I could see it through lunch at Chili's then and kept saying "nay! nay!" in an effort to convince them to take me on another ride. It didn't work.
I did get to eat corn on the cob though. It was yummy! If I'm sad or feeling guilty after I've been told no-no...I ask to hold Mommy's hand. I get a pouty, sad look on my face and say "hond? hond?" until she reaches out her hand and I can hold it. I also love to say "hold you? hold you?" for Mommy to hold me. Again, especially if I've done something wrong. Awww. Love, TJ
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