Oh hey, Mom.
It's me, Brynn.
LOOK at me and Dames.
Don't we just slay you with our cuteness?
Well, listen. It can't always been about our unbearably good looks. We have to feed our brains, too. This morning, we helped ourselves to some books Neenee accidentally put away.
We were really diggin' this farm ABC book!
Then, we got to O is for Owl, and when Neenee asked what an owl says, I was all, "Me, me! I know! MEOW!" (Apparently, they sometimes also say, "whoo, whoo," but whoo says just one word? That's dumb. My owl would say "meow," too.)
Anyway, it was time for our adventure and, well, I insisted.
First stop was Kroger, but I got stuck here. I was like, "Who IS that guy? He's not even that cute. What's he got that I don't have?! Nothin'."
Then, back to the van, and just LOOK what parked next to us! These irresponsible firefighters must be shopping and eating constantly!
Anyway, you know Neenee's never one to turn down a photo op, so here we are, trained monkeys.
Then, we had the idea to stop by the fake-tree-and-grass place, but it turns out most of central Ohio had the same idea.
So, I went like this, "I'm out. I spy a toy store."
We quickly found Dames' most favoritist display in the wide world.
Look how he even dressed for the occasion!
I may've been wearing pink and purple, but I can hang! I found a school bus! And an ice cream truck! I shook them in case any ice cream wanted to fall out.
This is me hanging up on you, Mom. Whenever you're ready, I'd like 10 reasons why you never answer when I call. He-whoa?!
Anyway, I forgave you already because they had one of these ride-on thingies. But Dames, Mr.-I'm-Hungry-Always-and-Forever, was like, "Brynn! It's time to go!" He knew I didn't care that much about lunch, so he said, "Wanna go on a 'venture??" Neenee thinks we're adorbs. And we keep her for driving, diaper and paparazzi services.
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