It’s been a long time since Mom tried to let me write here. I’m still not sure what I”m doing, but that’s ok, I guess. No one complains. So what’s happened? Hmmm…
There was this day that I went to the big building with the pretty colored things way up high. I was so hungry and Mom gave me a bottle, because I was talking too loud for the room. It was filled with all these people that I didn’t know. Well, the bottle made me really sleepy and I don’t remember too much after that. It felt like someone else held me for a while and something wet on my head and then Daddy was holding me again. It was all ok after that. Then it got really quiet and some man was talking. I decided that I was hungry again, so Mom took me to Daddy’s room at that building to feed me. Then I got to see Grammy and Grampy, Grandma and grandpa and all sorts of people. Aunt Chelle, Uncle LUke and Matthew came home with us. I like that Matthew. Not sure yet who he is exactly, but he is really good at holding me.
Then there was this day that I went back to that building and there was more people and a cake with my name on it, Mommy said. She fed me again there and then Daddy gave me this plastic thing that also had food in it. While he did that I could hear Mommy talking about things like “Where the Sidewalk Ends” and “the Kissing Hand”. I’m not sure what those are, but everyone was so excited about them, that I’m sure I”ll like them.
I spent time at Grammy and Grampy’s this one day. They took me to this place with a lot of grass and trees and there was a fire and this big metal building. A lot of people were running around and they looked really strange. Some of them were scary. And there were these strange things that made them talk louder. I was so sleepy that I didn’t see everything, but I heard a lot. Then Mommy took me on this bumpy thing and we had to sit on scratchy things that almost made us fall off of the bumpy thing. We went into these trees and grass and it was very dark. A man was talking, but I was so sleepy I don’t remember a lot of it. I do remember these really loud bangs though.
I’ve decided that I like that Iowa place. It’s easier to play on Grammy’s floor and I really sleep well there. Maybe we should live there!
