This is my tired face, after driving almost 1500 miles in a week.
Who's Napoleon?
Trust me!
Never mind the piano, I want that toe!
Happy nights are here again!
I went on my first airplane trip when I turned 6 months old. I flew all the way to Florida to visit Grammie, Gramps, and Uncle Jon. Then Mommy & Daddy drove me all the way up to North Carolina to see if it might be a nice place for us to live someday. We all liked it a lot. They say I'm a great traveler. I just learned how to sit up on my own and stick out my tounge a little bit. I now weigh 19 pounds, 11 ounces and I am 27.5 inches long.