By Rafa. Happy being too small to clean up my own mess.
Mum says she doesn’t understand our musical creations. Clearly when it comes to music she just has bad taste.
I went to watch Ana’s gymnastics class today – and because it was right over my dinner time, Mum brought my dinner to the gym for me.
Mum was so proud of herself last night – BOTH Rafa and I were fast asleep by 6:45pm. (A long session at Munchkin Playland might have had something to do with that).
Good Morning everybody!
Mum, Rafa and I went on a shoe shopping expedition today. The goal was to get some plain, black dress shoes for me.
It’s Friday night and I’m not tired!! I convinced Mum and Papi to let me stay up a little longer and read in my play room. Ha! I won that negotiation.
Reading ‘The Alphabet Book’ on letter T
Me: Hey, that computer is missing something… it’s missing the pictures!
Mum: That’s because it’s a typewriter. T is for “turtle at typewriter”.
Me: Oh, I know how to fix it. It needs batteries.
Reading ‘The Alphabet Book’ on letter W
Me: Why is the walrus wearing a wig?
Mum: Because he’s bald. It looks a bit funny doesn’t it?
Me: Yeah. I don’t think Rafa should wear a wig.
Out at lunch
Me: Papi, can I please have some more fries?
Papi: Just one more, here.
Me: Hey, I’ve got an idea. Why don’t we put them in the middle so we can share them?
Snuggled in bed with Mum in the morning
Me: Mum, why do you call Papi, “baby”. He’s not a baby.
Mum: It’s a term of endearment.
Me: Then why do you call Rafa baby?