Hiiii! Hi! Hi hi! Mom seems to have forgotten all about this blog thing because she is so busy with my brother’s First Communion and the houseguests and the cooking. I also heard her say something about how she and Daddy are going on a trip but I haven’t packed my suitcase yet, so she must be wrong about that. I mean, there is no WAY she would go to New Mexico and leave me behind! What kind of tourist experience is that, with no baby to point out all of the COWS! COW! COWW!
Anyway, so guess what I saw? You will not BELIEVE this. We were cruising in the van, and I was looking all around and stuff, because I finally get to face forward like a real man in my carseat. Anyway. So, we’re driving along, and I look to the right, and all of a sudden there is this DOG right next to me, and he’s in a TRUCK! Seriously! A dog AND a truck! I just did not know what to say, you know? I mean, I was all like “DOGGEEEE!” “GUCK.” and then I just had to kick my feet, you feel me? It was crazy.
And THEN this morning – I look out the front door, and there are these TWO dogs, chasing a truck, and driving the truck is – DADDY! How is my life not downhill from here? It literally took my breath away, and then I gulped a big belly breath and yelled “DOGGEEEE! DAYY! DOGGEEEE!” and totally forgot to mention the truck, of course, because – I was just floored.
So now, I’m wondering – what’s next for me? Daddy chasing a truck full of dogs? A dog driving a truck, chasing after Daddy? Is Dr. Seuss writing the script for my life? Does it get any better than this?
That was rhetorical, y’all. IT DOES NOT.