As yew can see, I haz bin bisiting bewy important peoplez.
Last night I played ball wif my skin Dad’s friend who Dad brought home just for me to play wifs. That nice a him.
An’ this mornin’, Mama took me to McDonald’s for fwiez!!
I haz not posted in a whilez cuz az yew can see, I bin bizzy.
I haz ta take care of dat skin gramma what libz wif us.
I helps her do all da playin’ her wants ta do.
I helps her do all da snoozin’ her wants ta do.
I sit on her and hold her down so her don’t run off cuz her forgetful. (See my sidwayz pinz-in’ da gramma technique in dis here pitcher.)
I haz been bewy bizzy takin’ care of a skin thing what iz called a Trinity.
I snoozed wif her las’ night ta keep her warm.
And her cuddled wif me.
I gibbed Mama a fat lip.
It cutted open and bleeded.
All I doing was showing her my back flip I practicin’ for da Olympics.
Not my fault her lips got in da way.
Shhh. Don’t tell nobody.
Dis is my dis-gize.
I found my ball in da pond an’ now I gonna stealth it back in da house.
Boy will Mom be surprised!
My new toy what iz called a Gramma playz fetch wifs me.
But I don’t tell her that her not throw bewy far.
Gramma is no good at playing ball.
Exhibit 1: I sit in front of her and gibz her my ball to throw.
Exhibit 2: I lookin’ at her an’ lookin’ at her. An’ dare iz not a arrow pointin’ back at ME.
Exhibit 3: The ball do not MOVE from her LAP.
I makin’ sure Grandma gets her beauty sleeps…
I makin’ sure Grandma gits her beauty sleeps.
I makin’ sure Grandma eat all her lunch.
(And iffin’ her don’t, I lick da leftoberz so my Mama don’ know’d it…)