On Sunday morning grandma, gramps, mommy and I all had a jam session. Grandma turned the music on and we danced. I had already gotten my wooden spoons out so we were set. Come on everybody put your hands together.


Ok now lets twist, like a mashed potato, do it like this!

Grandma also got out a rocking chair of my very own. Mommy says this chair used to be hers when she was a little girl. Gosh that must have been a long time ago.

I really like my new chair though. I can climb in and out of it all by myself. And it rocks back and forth. I thought it was fun to stand up in it but mommy and grandma said I couldn't, they seem to think I'd fall. Booo to them.

Grandma said she's going to keep the chair at their house so that I'll have my own chair whenever I come over. I can't wait to go back to their house and rock in it some more.
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