Hi everyone! My birthday month is off to a great start. My purrince wrote me a poem:
A Poe-em fur Buttercup Phoebe
There are buttercups inn thee field,
Their beeutee doess yield….
Peeple come frum far an wide
to stand by thee buttercupss’ side.
Mee has mee own buttercup sweet,
Frum the tip of her nose to thee tipss of her feet.
There iss not other flower for mee,
Phoebe buttercup yur thee onlee one mee can see.
Mee luv fur you will blossom an grow,
like a flower mee can plant an sow…..
Phoebe buttercup always mine…
Beautifull gurl; so sweet an fine.
He is a great poet! And my Grammie came to see me! And she brought me treats! I love my Grammie so very, very much. And my treats cost more than “the great ones” so take than great grand-baby.
I am a little mad at my Mom, a company that rents toys offered to send us one to review their company and she told them we don’t play with children’s toys. I would have loved to test one out, they had American Girl Dolls and their accessories are just my size or a Hex Bug would be fun to chase- phooey! I am the star of this blog, I should get to make the decisions.
We are joining The Cat on My Head Sunday Selfies Blog Hop:
Have a great 4th of July!