I'm still not a big boy

I like to spoon when I'm sleeping. It's awesome and I know I'm keeping my mommy warm.

I hear I get to go to SLC on December 3rd. I'm excited! I get to play with Maddog, Maggie and Beemer. I'm happy I don't have to stay home while my mommy goes out of town for once. I see that pink and black luggage and I have a panic attack, then I get mopey and pout. I try to convince her I could fit right in that pretty little suitcase and I know she loves it because she often tells me that she loves me more than her luggage and well I know she loves me the most so she must like that luggage an awful lot too. So I get to go on a roadtrip. The only bad part of this is that I don't get to see my Bella for a couple days and it is a hard toss up between who I love more, my mommy or my Bella. It's great to be with my mommy but I (once again) get mopey and pouty when I'm away from Bella. Maybe I have perpetual PMS. It's possible...I do have a girl name.

I got a bath tonight. It's nice to be clean and pretty. This is how I am suppose to be and look and feel. Mommy loves on me more when I'm bathed. I'm watching snoopy and snuggling with my mommys feet, I couldn't be happier. I wonder if I'll get a turkey bone like Snoopy and Woodstock are eating their big turkey. Woodstock is the cutest thing ever. He could live here with me and ride on my head. But I probably wouldn't share the wishbone with him because Bella would be jealous.