Singing in the rain-June.

I'm getting bolder the older I get. Mama and Papa have to be careful to lock the doors, because I'll just put on my shoes and head outside if I get the urge. One morning it was raining as we came home from the gym. As mama went upstairs to put Georgie down for her nap, I stayed outside and jumped in mud puddles until I was soaked.

As mama cleaned up for some visitors, Henry and I played quietly by ourselves. We pretended that Henry was a baby in my doll bed. (That plastic lime must be his nuk.)

I took very good care of my baby. Until I decided I wanted to be the baby and Henry refused to get out of the bed. Then we started fighting and mama had to put the bed away.