It was so frustrating to see interesting things from across the room and not be able to climb beneath/over/into them. I'm old enough now that I can scamper all over the house and get into anything I want to.One of my favorites is a giant jug that we use for firewood when I'm not sitting inside.My mother thinks I am very cute. (I guess I think so, too.) She likes it when I pose for pictures, so I appease her when I can.This one I rather enjoyed.I draw the line at ugly Christmas sweaters, though.My favorite thing of all is reading books, though. I have maybe 100 books at home and I try to have each one read to me every day. Sometimes I even ask for my favorites to be read twice! Or three times! Or more!It's a good thing I AM so cute!
Katie and I had a heated discussion the night before last. We were sitting on the couch watching Jon Stewart when she noticed a large, apparently cancerous growth sticking out of the bottom of my foot. She asked what the big lump in my sock was. "That's my toe," I responded, nonplussed. I had crossed my first and second toes, causing a lump to protrude from the bottom of my sock. Katie was quite alarmed. "You can cross your toes?" "Sure, can't you? Everyone can cross their toes!" "Of course I can't cross my toes. Who can cross their toes?" And I confirmed that Katie could not, in fact, cross her toes. Even manipulating her toes with my fingers, I could not get her toes to stay crossed. She just has very short toes. That led, of course, into a discussion of who was the freak. Were my long, crossable toes abnormal, or were her stubby, uncrossable phalanges the outliers? In case you're confused, here are some pictures. First, of my v...
Yay for Max! He *is* extremely cute. I love that last picture of him.
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