Tuesday, March 31, 2009

My Turn

Finally! I have been waiting for months for my mother to get me logged on so I can post about this cruise. I have a lot to say.

Let's talk about my mother first. I love her dearly but she is crazy. All that talk about Islamic swimsuits and hating the beach. Whatever. Stop whining, buy some sunscreen and a hat and call Jenny Craig! And throw away that bag of Dove chocolates we all know you're hiding in the cupboard.

I don't know what she is so worried about. I'll be fine on the cruise. I'm getting her ready for it right now. All she has to do is hold me non-stop. I'll be perfectly happy. It's so easy. I don't know what her problem is. Just drop off Danny with the other kids for play time. Then walk around and hold me. Simple. She can stop worrying about lugging around that bulky double stroller. She won't even need it.

I've already found the swimsuit I want. It's the pink one. (It's hard to tell because there's no model wearing them but they are baby bikinis!) It will match the polish on my toenails and the faux diamond studs in my ears. I'm hoping Aunt Cindy can find a huge flower for my hair that matches the one on the swimsuit. Then I'd be all set.

I may not be old enough to get in the pool, but there's no age limit to relaxing on the beach and eating sand with my favorite punching bag, Rusty!


I can hardly wait...for the sand eating. Not punching Rusty. He just might be bigger than me by then!

2 comments:

  1. Cathy has been hiding Dove chocolates in the cupboard? Which one?

    I'm sorry, but you won't be matching any earrings with that bikini. That bikini won't fit you when you are TWELVE YEARS OLD. Besides, Mommy won't let you were the bikini.

    Love, Daddy

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