Uncer Andy came up for dinner this weekend. He brought these things he called explosives, even though Mom called them small harmless fireworks. Either way, these little white paper things pop very loudly when you throw them on the ground or stomp on them.
Uncer Andy is the best.
I had my first dance class!
I had to take off my shoes and put them in a little cubby.
Then I had to sit on my little circle and listen to my teacher, Miss Julie.
The mommies got kicked out of the room. They had to take turns peeking into the door to see us jumping around like animals and pointing our toes and tucking and rolling.
I love dance class.