I'm Back

OK, I'm back (again). What is it about the summertime that makes blogging so infrequent? Daddy says its the being outside and going places. Makes sense to me.

Anyway, had a great trip to Indy. It was lots and lots of fun. I got to see a bunch of cousins and great aunts (but none "greater" than Auntie Megan... she was there too!!) and great uncles and great Grandmas and great GREAT aunts. It was a blast.

Things did start off a little shaky when we got a flat tire on the way out there. Nothing like adding a couple hours along the side of the interstate to a 6 hour drive. But Mommy set up the little DVD player and gave me a dose of Elmo, so it was all good.

The main reason we went was to go to Great Grandma's 90th birthday party. I know how fun my first birthday party was, so I was really excited to see how a 90th party would be, and it didn't disappoint. She got lots of present, and we gave her a bunch of Pacers stuff including giant shoe that some basketball player guy wrote his name on. I hope he doesn't need it this season when the Pacers play again, but Daddy says he has lots of shoes to wear.

We also went to the zoo. Not the Omaha zoo, that would be too far away, but they have one in Indy too. This zoo was a little different. They had Koala Bears there. Let me say this about Koala Bears... they don't look like bears they sleep all the time. Color me underwhelmed.

However, the Indy zoo did have REAL bears, and that made up for it. There were also seals and dolphins and zebras and giraffes and goats and sharks that you can actually TOUCH. Daddy wouldn't let me touch the sharks as they swam by, but he and Mommy did.

Kinda unfair, don't ya think?

But speaking of animals you CAN touch, let discuss the puppy situation at Grandma and Grandpas. First, they have Sadie, who is a puppy. She is the nicest puppy ever, because she doesn't care when I pet her, whether it is on her back, on her nose, IN her nose, in her eye, pulling on her ears - whatever. Now, that would normally be awesome enough, but their neighbors have FIVE puppies, all little baby sized. All I had to do when we were in the backyard is go to the fence and yell "PUPPIES" and they would come running over to me and lick my fingers through the fence.

It was puppy heaven.