Mom, I love you.
Hold me.
Mom: "I want to, but you are too big."
Did you say that you can't hold me?
Mom: "That's right."
I'm shocked.
She said that she can't ...
I have to think of a solution.
Think, think, think.
I think that I found the solution.
** Next morning **
Mom, Good morning!
How's this?
Hold me, please.
Mom: Ugh, oooh, yaaa~
Mom: O..k..., I'm holding ... and I'm dying.
Hold me, Mom.
Mom: OK, this is better. I love you and I'm holding you tight.
I'm happy, Mom.
Mom: Me too ... Ugh ...
Bobby Lee, you are so much funnier and more expressive than I am. You must make your mom and papa laugh a lot. I love the photos and your expressions. Yesterday DMF saw two beautiful Golden Retriever boys. She made a fool of herself petting them and talking to them. But they were very accommodating. One was a 6-year-old boy at the pet store. And one was a big boy who looked just like you at the vet where DMF went to pick up my special dog food. His name was Brighton or Brighten. Not sure. He was so handsome. Everybody fell in love with him.
ReplyDeleteI think you are the best though.
Love to you -- always