Happy 4th of July! My parents and I drove to California to celebrate the 4th with our family in Los Angeles. What could be more American than celebrating the 4th by wearing red, white and blue and a Dodger hat?
Who needs the park when your parents are willing to make their own kind of swing? It was fun because when I rolled one way there was Mommy and then I would roll the other way and there was Daddy!
Grandpa Moss got a new toy but I don't know what the big deal is. What good is a car if my car seat won't fit into it? Everyone got to go for a ride except for me! Grandpa told me that when I get old enough I can learn how to drive stick shifts on his car.
Mommy snapped this picture when I was being goofy with Grandma Moss. Grandma Moss likes to sing all sorts of crazy songs. This last trip she kept singing a song that went something like: "pop goes the weasel," and then she would "pop" me up in the air. I guess in that song I'm the weasel. Should I be offended she is calling me a weasel? What is a weasel anyway?
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I don't know anything about cars, and even I know that car is sweet. I bet it's got like, a lot of horsepower and stuff. Congrats, Mike!
Oh, and Myles is the cutest person ever.
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