You wouldn't know it but I'm alive. Mom had an oral argument at work so that's why she won't do this thing. She's been at her office a lot. But that was cool because she made macaroni and cheese before she left to go back to work and I ate it on the living room floor with Auntie Ali.
Mom did her argument yesterday. I don't know what that means but it must have been good because afterwards we went to the playground and to Sweet Tomatoes. She said she was really tired and needed a lot of sleep but I didn't think she was serious so I got up at 5:45am today and told her to get up too. But then she made me go to school an hour early so in the end I don't know if it was the best idea.
There may or may not be pictures of me since the last time she blogged. Who knows with this woman. I will once again find the camera, find the cord, and see what I can do. Give me a few days.
We go to 10 Windsor Place a lot to see the new house. Nobody seems too concerned that there are men all over the place in there making a lot of noise. I am on constant vigil because someone's got to protect our investment.
I peed in the dirt there last week. Grandpa showed me how.
Not sure anything can follow that so I'll say goodbye for now.
Love,
Andrew
P.S. I can spell my name now and I bet I could spell yours too if you tell me the letters.
1 comment:
Andrew,
Nothing expresses the concept of bonding more than sharing your first pee in the dirt.
I also want to note for posterity that you knew the various rooms of your new house BEFORE the sheetrock was installed. Studs and floor was all you needed.
With all my love,
Grandpa Joe
Post a Comment