Author name: Mason Shoma

Today when Mommy dropped me off at school I didn’t cry, although I looked like I was about to cry. I’m just getting back into the swing of things and getting used to my morning routine.

There I was, being a good little boy, eating up all my dinner and then I felt something funny. Not like strange food funny. Funny as in a ticklish way. Then I saw that Daddy was trying to eat my feet and was tickling them with his head.

I went back to nursery school today! It was nice to see my classmates and teachers again after such a long time. It was a little hard to get bak to school life. I cried when Mommy dropped me off, but I calmed down and was able to have fun with everyone. On our walk,

Some days I just can’t wait to play with my cars. I don’t even think about eating breakfast. There is only one thing on my mind: cars.

I like to copy a lot. So when Daddy does something silly, like say put a box on his head, of course I’m going to copy him.

I was playing with my car garage and cars with Daddy and he started coming up with new ideas. He put the garage on the table and then a soft place for the cars to land on the floor. It was pretty fun and we got some really nice soft landings here and there!

No, I did not turn into a huge kaiju monster like Godzilla. Daddy just videoed me in a way that made me look like huge monster. But I’m not here to terrorize cities or anything. I’m just here to play with cars…which as huge monster would be fun because then all the real-sized cars would

Daddy tried to sneak up on me when he came home today. It did not work. I was not surprised. The moment I saw him I invited him to play with me as if I knew he was there all along.

I love to eat lunch. I love to go to the park. So of course I’m going to love lunch in the park! I love it so much that I look a little bit evil.

I’m always playing with my cars…at least that’s when I’m not making a mess.

Once we got home from the park, I went right to playing with my cars after I washed my hands.

I did my usual thing and played on the rockers and played on the slide, but then I wanted to play with bubbles. This time instead of just waiting for bubbles I wanted to blow the bubbles myself. I did pretty good, but I ended up tasting a bit more bubble solution than I had

Mommy and Daddy seem to be constantly taking pictures and videos of me. Most of the time I don’t mind, but sometimes I just want a little bit of privacy.

It was time for my nap, but I didn’t want to stop playing. Also, I didn’t really want my stuffed animal as my nap buddy. So, I opted for my tractor instead. I’ve heard from Grandma and Grandpa that Daddy used to do the same when he went to bed with his Tonka trucks, which

I love going out. So when I’m told that we are heading out I’m very eager to get my socks and shoes and put them on. Of course, I still need some help, but I’ve so cooperative it makes leaving the house very easy. Of course the reward is the food if we are going

Now that I’m taller I can see so much more on the table. Even small things in the middle of the table are within my view and often within my reach too. I had fun playing with chapstick on the high table today. It was interesting to watch it roll around.