Mom makes me a good breakfast.
I watch the BIG trash truck come through the neighborhood. I call it a “Mighty” after my favorite TV show, Mighty Machines.
I fix Mom’s vacuum cleaner. Even if it doesn’t need it.
I stop and color a football. I’m trying to impress Mom so she’ll let me do school with the sisters. They have so much fun!!!
I cook up a little snack in the play kitchen. Mom always pretends to eat it by making smacking sounds. Then she says, “Mmmm…delicious.” That makes me happy.
After a long day of playing, learning, and cooking, I’m all tuckered out. I might be a Monkey, but even Monkey’s need their rest. With their froggy pillow. And their blanket. And most importantly, their Lovey.
I’m always a busy, happy boy in the tree house,
P.S. I just happened to capture all of this cuteness in one day which was how this blog post was born.