Yesterday was fun. I spent all day playing with my Omi. She’d take my hands and help me sit up, and I’d practice holding my head up, which I’ve gotten real good at. Then, she’d hold me under my arms and help me stand up and I’d try to walk myself all around. It’s fun. I can’t stand up all by myself yet, but maybe tomorrow. Not even 10 weeks old yet, and I’m gonna be a jogger!Then my dad came home from that “wurk” place and we hung out while mommy and Omi went to a “wurk out” place. Not sure what all that wurk stuff is. Daddy brought in this big box and pulled out all these weird pieces. The cats played with the box while dad kept sticking pieces onto other pieces and getting angry at some pieces. It was fun.

When he was done, he changed my diaper, put on shoes, and then he put me into the thing. It’s called a stroller, and dad tells me this one is a “pimped out ride”. It’s got inflatable tires, speakers for a CD player, and even a side view mirror for me! We went out for a jog, and it reminded me of the song “Strollertown“. I told you I was gonna be a jogger! But this time I just got to sit while dad did the jogging. The wind on my face was neat, but the unpaved part was real bumpy. But it was fun. I hope dad takes me again.