Hey There! I just returned from my big California trip! I'm a big boy now-- almost 5 months! I flew on 3 diffrerent plans during my trip and only had 2 accidents :-) You know what ticks me off? I paid twice as much as my mom and dad and they got to fly in first class and I didn't even get a pack of peanuts or a window!
Me and my Auntie Em(ma) in some crappy rental car. Its my stick and she tried stealing it!
Since I was in L.A. I figured I need a "movie star" pose. "Hey Mr. Spielberg! I'm ready for my big close up!"
How could I visit L.A. and not shop at The Grove? I had some great brunch at "The Farm" and then chased little children who were waiting in line to sit on the Easter Bunny's lap and tell him what they wanted for Christmas. Damn confused children!
Just hanging out at my grandparents house. I love visiting by grandparents but you gotta wonder why Aunt Emma hasn't moved out of the house yet? She's 11 (or 77 in dog years). Shouldn't she grow up and get her own place?