Mommy apologises for taking months to write.  She says I do cute things everyday but she doesn't have time to record them. I tell her she'll regret it when I'm older.  She'd going to try to write alot more, every other day.

She remembers a few things. Like some of my stories.  I told one today about how I was walking and found a shiny bike and was riding it, then a car hit me and hurt my arm,  but I'm ok now.  She says I have a great imagination. 

She bought me and Daddy the Gummy Bears Tv Show.  Daddy used to watch it when he was little.  Mommy watches it with me and Fox and I pretend I'm a gummy bear and drink my gummy berry juice.  I give some to Fox too and we bounce around and get bad guys.

I guess I have a good imagination, but I just like to have fun.