Sit! Sit there!
That is something I say now.
I try to be an excellent host when possible.
I even make sushi for my farm animals.
Mrs. Pigglesworth gets cranky if she doesn't get her futomaki.
That dog can eat more wasabi than I can.
After sushi-slopping the pigs, I like to go outside and play with bubbles.
BUBBLES!
Then I wander around the neighborhood and steal rocks.
Dad tells me not to, but I pretend I don't understand him.
This is Grace, my friend down the block. She has the only kitty who doesn't run away from me. (Hi, Simone!)
Dad keeps giving me Mohawks.
It's getting a little out of control ...
... but it doesn't stop me from sleep-smiling.
I'm working on my awake smiling too.
It is serious business.
Dad has no respect for serious business. He puts hippos on me whenever he feels like it.
Really!
Riley taught me the letter E.
Mom and dad kept telling me that my little sister, Zoe, would be coming home soon.
I've been practicing my greeting for a while now.
Apart from that, I've just been trying to relax.
When she finally showed up, I decided to keep her company on her play mat.
I asked her to pull my finger ...
... but she already knew better.