Old McDonald comes to school

I'm been to the zoo before, but I've never had the zoo come to me. At school today there were pigs and bunnies and dogs and goats. I got to feed them and hold them and brush them. Some of the animals peed and pooped on the floor...just like me sometimes. He he he.




I don't like to brush my hair,
but this pig likes it.





Mommy, can I get a bunny?



A new moo-mate

I saw the grossest thing today. I saw a goat pooping. It pooped little black beans. Yuck!!! I may never eat beans again. At the farm and the fair I also saw horses and sheep and cows. My favorite were the cows. Did you know milk comes from cows? I thought it comes from stores. That is where mommy always goes when we don't have any more. Wait, if we get a cow we would never run out of milk. I'm so smart. We must get a cow. It can stay in my crib. I'll just moooo-ve over a little. He he he.

I'll share my room with you, Mr. Cow. Come live with us.

Just think of all the milk!!!

Mini dog walker

My cousin's Mya and Lauren have a dog named Peanut. When I visited this weekend I got to walk it and chase it and pet it and hit it on the head with toys. He he he. The doggy didn't like being hit on the head. The doggy also didn't like being poked in the eyes or nose. Now that I think about it, Peanut is fussy. What Peanut did like to do was be walked. I held on to the leash real tight. Peanut only got away a few times. That's pretty good for my first time doggy walking, right?

This is Peanut's friend, Duke.

I'm a good dog walker. 

RIP Mr. Fishy

Mr. Fishy died. When I went to say hello he was just floating in his bowl. I tapped and tapped and he wouldn't swim. He looked so sad. Now I'm sad. Bye-bye Mr. Fishy.

Meet Mr. Fishy

I got my first pet! It's a fish named Mr. Fishy. He swims around in this little bowl. I like trying to pet him, but mommy says I can't do that. I also can't take him out of the water or try to eat him. He's a "look at" pet. I heard daddy say he isn't real (that he runs on batteries), but he is very real to me. It is weird though that I tried a few times to feed Mr. Fishy some of my food and he never wants any. I guess he has a tiny, tiny belly.

Looking at Mr. Fishy, petting him and then trying to eat him. He tasted wet.

Got ID?

After our hot date on V-day, I saw David again today at his second birthday party. He let me play with his Yo Gabba Gabba toys, which I'm told is HUGE! He doesn't let anyone just play with them. :)  I really liked petting David's cat and dog. I only got licked once and I didn't even mind. There were a lot of people at the party so I helped out by being the bouncer. It was tough work! Some of the adults kept hopping over the gate instead of going through the door. Don't worry, I yelled at them so they wouldn't do it again.

No one gets in without ID.

We're full. Try back later.

Fish-tastic Friday

There is a dentist office that shares the lobby with my day care and they have this thing called a fish tank. Some days mommy and me go in and look at the fishies. There is a gray one and an orange one and a yellow one with stripes. I can watch them forever. It's so cool how they swim around and open and close their tiny mouths. Plus they can't lick me like Canela did - yuck! I especially love banging my hands against the glass to get the fishs' attention, but I can't do it too much because then mommy makes me leave. She has so many rules. 

Checking out the fishies
through the glass door. 

Wet and traumatized

It's taken me two days to write this post. I'm still somewhat traumatized by what happened. Sunday afternoon we went over to Mary and Victor's house. We've been there many times before, but this time was different. I walked in the door and their dog Canela was there. At first we just stared at each other. Then out of nowhere he started licking my face. I was paralyzed (that means frozen) in a combination of fear and icky-ness. Canella's tongue was wet, warm, sticky and smelly. And it was all over my face. EWWWWW!!! Mommy tells me it only lasted a few seconds but if felt a lot longer than that. It was the most gross thing ever. All I could think to do was cry.