I have an update on the Valentine’s Day card that I got from Grandma and Grandpa: I ate it. Actually, to be more accurate, I ate part of the envelope. Just so that there is not confusion, I did not just playfully chew on it. I actually ate part of it. I like to play with paper so I was having fun playing with the envelope. But this was very special paper and I just had to taste it, then bite it, then tear it, and then eat it. By the time Mommy and Daddy noticed what I was up to, I had eaten a corner of the envelope.
They were shocked! They knew I was playing with the envelope, like I play with paper, but they didn’t think I would eat it. I have never eaten paper before. They were just starting to ask me what I had done and what happened to the envelope when I threw up said envelope. It all came out in a nice little clump, but unfortunately so did part of my snack. I didn’t cry or anything, I just listened to my body when it told me to get this non-food out of me. Mommy and Daddy kept a close eye on me to make sure I was okay, and I was. I was my normal self, but a little more hungry than usual, having thrown up. I don’t think I will be eating paper again. It is a waste of food.
Oh, Happy Valentine’s Day to everyone! Much love to you all!