What is it they say about March?
Cool like my Ganma and hoppy like a bunny? Hmmm. Doesn't sound quite right.
Anyways, March was a good month for me. There were lots of "events" to keep me busy. I HAVE to be busy. HAVE TO. Like, we always have to be going somewhere and doing something. I'm a restless sort of person. I hate inactivity.
I DO like to take a time-out now and again to enjoy a nice read. Here's me and my Ganma perusing the latest Martha Stewart Living magazine. I liked this magazine a lot. There were lots of pictures of Yummies in it.
When I'm not catching up on the latest cookie recipes and gardening tips, I like to hang out with all my Guys.
Man, we live in an awesome state. This place is 30 minutes from my house. Mountains. Snow. Tree. Dirt. Tweet-Tweet. Squirrel. Grrr-Grrr.
In case you didn't know, I like to live life on the edge (with some help from Mommy).
WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!
As far as eating is concerned, I've decided to keep my Mommy and Daddy guessing. Some days, I eat like a horse. Some days, I don't want to eat anything at all. Not even pasta and meatballs. But, every night at about 8:55pm (5 minutes before bedtime), I ask for Cheese. I figure this way Mommy will feel good that I at least ate SOMETHING.
Oh, and if it isn't Cheese that I ask for before bed, it's Bread. But it must have Butter on it and I must eat it while on my Daddy's shoulders. He also must run around the house. Sometimes, if I get enough butter stuck in his hair, he lets me put Shampoo on him.
This month, Daddy and I started to go to a Pool and Swim. I have such a good time. I'm supposed to be learning how to float and kick and blow bubbles. But, honestly, I just like playing with the pool toys and hanging with my Daddy.
Pool water doesn't taste as good as bath water does.
One of the coolest parts of class is when we get to jump off this big platform into the water. Whoooooo-hooooooo!
And finally, last weekend the Easter Bunny spread his egg-crazy love all over the place. We went to the zoo and I got to pick up Eggs.
Daddy had fun too. He was my back-up Egg basket.
Hug. Kiss.
Katie.
