In which the saga of R-Pod continues—and the saga of Z-Bear begins
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.