I'm the Boy for Mom's Milkshake!

If you follow my mom, and you should cause she's the bestest, you know she's been outside more than inside lately. When my mom was outside planting stuff, she let me come along for a little while. I thought she'd let me stay forever, but it was rweally hot. There's no shade in our yard, so she turned on the sprinkler and we had a great time.

Too bad that wasn't enough to keep me cool and I rweally got tired and she made me go inside. Because I love her, I stayed rweally close and followed her every outside move by traveling from window to window.

You can even see me photobombing a picture on her blog.

Let's play a game of spot the Boone:

If you guessed here, you're right:

Introducing Mr. Dinosaur

Mom might be taking a Friends break from blogging, but not me. I don't care that much about Friends as long as I get snuggles while she's marathoning.

My mom even got me a new friend and he's my very first dinosaur.

I've had a toy named Barney, but I've never had an actual dinosaur. I named him Mr. Dinosaur, but mom keeps calling him Ross for short. I don't know why she calls him that, but I don't think she tried very hard with his nickname.

So far I am being very gentle with him, but I just don't want to play too rough too soon.

Mom's note: Ross's backup name is Littlefoot.