It's hard being a good boy.
Today, mama took me to a restaurant for a her office's winter party. It started at 1 and I was pretty tired when I got there. But we ended up staying until 3:30 because I was such a good boy. We ate lunch, then we helped our team win the trivia contest. (I won a chocolate bar of my own!) But by the time we left, I was pretty tired and I fell asleep before we got out of the parking lot. I didn't even wake up when mom brought me in from the car, took off my coat, shoes, hat and then changed my diaper.

1 Comments:
Hank-
You poor little thing. A car ran over your precious face. How dare that happen!?!
Lester
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