Last week Mama and Da-da took me to Rosemary Beach, Florida, with all for grandparents–Maw Maw, Paw Paw, MeMaw, and Pop (pictures). We had a good time. I was afraid of the Ocean waves but played in the sand, and swam a lot with Da-da in the pool, and road around with him a lot on a bicycle. He promises to get one now at home so he can zip me around the neighborhood. I flew for the first time too. On the first flight I fell asleep on takeoff. On the return I knew what was coming so played with knobs and looked out the window the whole way home.

Daddy takes me outside most nights before bed to let me look at the moon. I keep calling it a crescent moon even when it’s full. Dada calls me a moron sometimes, and I say, “muh, muh, moron.” Mama does not like it.