A day of shopping, lattes and naps? That must mean it is a special day!
It is mom’s birthday! That is certainly a special day!
So, Happy Birthday, mom. I am glad you were born, so that I could be born.
On Saturdays I like to hang out with dad. We have a couple important rituals.
I love my dad.
Apparently people do a lot of shopping to celebrate Jesus’ birthday. Allow me to give you some shopping pointers for this holiday season.
First you have to be willing to scour the clearance racks.
Then you have to figure out if the price is a good deal.
And then you have to be willing to come back another day, one where you might actually walk out the door with an unbeatable bargain in hand.
Dad and Grammie you have taught me well.
Grammie came to visit for my birthday. She helped with my party and played with me….. and took me shopping for clothes. Just like dad does. I can tell she is related to him.
Thanks for such a fun visit Grammie!
It was raining again yesterday, but mom and dad were tired of being cooped up in the house.
So this is what you do when you are in town and it is raining and they close down the canyon road to your house for repairs after a historic flood.
I am just glad we have a warm dry house at the end of another rainy day.
This weekend mom left me with dad for two whole afternoons. What do you think we did?
We went shopping, of course!
I think we will repeat this many, many times in the future. Right, dad?