Mommy's Sweater

Mommy knits a lot these days. I try knitting, but I can't get the sticks and the string to make anything except a mess. I always get tangled up. Mommy had been working on a pink and white colored knitting thing for a while; then one day she wore her knitting and it wasn't connected to any sticks. She says it's a sweater. Daddy took a picture of Mommy wearing her knitted sweater while holding me. I'm wearing my favorite PJs. They have little cars on them.

Valentine's Dinner

Here is a picture of Daddy and me at Burgerville. This is a place to get super yummy burgers. Mommy said that there was cow and pig in it, but I didn't see it. All I saw was ground beef and bacon. Maybe they hid under the hamburger patties. Dinner was yummy. I really like the fizzy water. It tickles my mouth.



For lunch, Mommy and I drove downtown and picked Daddy up from work. We drove up to the highest point in Portland and had a picnic overlooking all the land. Actually, all I could see were clouds, so I guess we were up in the sky. Daddy also gave me very pretty, baby-sized roses. They are orange. Mommy got one big, red rose. I didn't have any flowers to give to Daddy so I gave him a hug.

Brooklyn's birthday party

On Saturday, I went to Brooklyn's house. She had a birthday party. She is two years old, but she doesn't look a day over 23 months. I met Brooklyn way back when we were both Book Babies at the place where all the books are. I wasn't even four months at that point.

At Brookie's house, there were all sorts of fun toys. I played basketball, I played grocery shopping, and I sat with my other Book Baby friend Ally on a chair. Speaking of chairs, I took a chair home. Brooklyn gave away a lot of her toys she no longer plays with, and she was nice enough to give me this neat chair that looks like a dump truck. She even autographed it.



Brooklyn had a big cake and shared it with us after we all sang a song to her. There was some fire on the cake, but her mommy and daddy blew on the fire until it disappeared. Everyone clapped. I clapped too, but I don't know why. Maybe because clapping is fun.