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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