On Dasher, On Dancer...
Aunt Melissa and Uncle Gene got me a Radio Flyer wagon for my birthday. It is one of my favorite things. We have put miles upon miles on those wheels already. And, in case you were wondering, we park it in the living room.
I like to push it around the house, haul the mail back from the mailbox or just sit back and relax in the front yards of my neighbors :)
Mom wanted to turn my wagon into a sleigh. Trouble is, when the ride stopped so did my smile. We take lots of rides these days to check out all the lights and blow up Santas and snowglobes. Who knew he could be in so many places at once. I point and ohhh and awwww at all of them.
I love this time of year. I hold my cheeks when I feel the wind on my face and wave hi to everyone passing in a car or on foot. I think I am a favorite in my hood.
Aunt Melissa and mom say the hood on my wagon is important. I already have 2 freckles. They are trying to keep my skin so soft.