I woke up with Dad this morning and we made breakfast, as usual. Nana came much earlier than usual because Dad had to go to an interview! Nana and I went out to the park right away and we had a great time. I had an okay lunch, but the strange thing today was that I refused to take a nap!
When Nana got me ready and put me down, I started crying. Nana left me a one for a while, but finally she came to see what was wrong. Dad even heard me crying and read me a couple books, but as soon as he put me down, I started screaming again. He brought me downstairs and I got right back to playing with Nana.
A couple hours later, Nana tried again, and again I refused to get in my crib. She felt bad for me, so she rocked me in her arms and I slept for about an hour — until I woke up with my eyes wide open, ready to play again!
My new toys today were…teabags! Long story, but I counted 13 different teabags and learned to “spin” them. I also impressed Dad with my use of the Arabic word “kaman.”
I ate a great dinner, devouring the leftover salmon and sloppy joe and nibbling on zucchini before eating a ton of grapes.
Last year I was hanging out in Grandpa Droste’s shop!
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