Recently had 3-D movie fest with the little girls what mom calls grandchildren and my dad and grandma.
They not gib me my own glasses.
So I squint my eyez.
Did you say “ride?”
Whose bed is this, anyway? (I know — Mom and no makeup. Horrors.)
Do yew know how much I lubz salad?
And Mama make me wait to share it. How rude iz that?
Dis iz update on me.
Not much changin’. I keep gramma warm. I keep my Mom from doin’ too much werk by bringin’ her my ball.
I still haz seizurez. I had one this mornin’. Made me throw up and not walk. I haz them in the mornin’ when I wakes up. Doc sez he don’t know why but I am a happy boy innywayz cuz ub lub.
I gots lotsa lub to give and I gets lotsa lub back.
Cuz I awesome like that.
Leaves me alone. I sleepin’ on da ugly couch in dad’s office…
It’s been a long time since I writed. Mama haz not had the times to help me.
So dis iz me makin’ her stop what her doin’ and take time to write to my fanz.
I iz standin’ up to her at her desk!
All her do iz sit and writes. She needz to play ball more, right?
Best part of yogurt is Mama sharin’.
I get the spoon.
That big dog gets da cup.
Just me and my Mom.