This is still the work of Little J but I seems to think she needs some space here too. That's okay.... for now.
It's not Halloween
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Grandma thinks it's still Halloween. Don't you think I look like a jailbird in this gettup? Notice that I stand quite well. That's my own private basket of toys that stays at Grandmas.
I got my own bed at Grandma's. It's a Tigger sofa that folds out into a bed just my size. Here I am trying to call Mom ad Dad to tell them all about it. I can fold it out all by myself. It's fun to jump on but I don't think I really want to sleep here even though Grandma thinks I must. We'll see about that.
Hey I caught Grandma playing with food on New Years Day. She made penguins out of olives. Then she expected me to eat one. I rather eat my rubby ducky.
Meanwhile, Little I is taking over my stuff. Here she is in my rocker.
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