On the roof

I've always wanted to go up on the roof of our building, but Mommy and Daddy would never let me, saying something silly like I'd fall off. But yesterday they were in a good mood and let me go up there so I could see the Blue Angels fly in the sky. Daddy thought I'd be scared climbing up the skinny metal ladder. He followed right behind me so I would be safe. Then I made it up on the roof. I could almost see our old house in Emeryville from there. I could see the Bay Bridge. And I saw the Blue Angels fly around. They are blue! And loud!


I was very careful to stay away from all edges of the building. Because I didn't want to fall off. That would hurt!

Mommy of course had her camera glued to her face and took a picture of me when I wasn't looking. I hate when she does that.



I guess that's the price I have to pay to do fun things.