Car cookies and smiles

It turns out that I still had a couple of cookies leftover from my birthday cake. They were in the fridge all this time and I hadn’t known about them. When Mommy offered them to me for dessert I devoured them immediately. Ah, happy with a full tummy and many cars to play with.

Being a baby

I’m not a baby any longer. I’m two and I consider myself a toddler. But that doesn’t mean I don’t want to be a baby from time to time. It feels nice to be a baby sometimes, especially when I’m feeling a bit under the weather.