Words According to KD

HYYYS!!! [Hello] Welcome back yet again!

So I had the opportunity to go to "The Farm" this week and it was fan. tas. tic. Pretty much every animal that I love was there and I had quite a time showing everyone that I knew what each was called.

First up - Urts [birds].

Next...an owwww that says booooo [cow that says moo]. Unfortunately, you cannot see that my finger was nearly lodged up her nostril.

Then I got to ride on a guck [tractor/truck]. As you can see, my excitement nearly overwhelmed me.



We also saw warses [horses] and lots of gucks that go gack [ducks that go quack. And yes, you have already seen this word once]. Most of the animals were untouchable... such a bummer for me. Perhaps not for them...

No matter how exciting though, I was eventually was ready to go home and play with my own cadre of toys. Before investing too much into playtime, I first took off my ooosh [shoes].

And then I grabbed my geliguck [helicopter]. I love it so... In fact, sometimes as a treat to my chachooos [trains], I stuff them into it and take them for a ride..

Later, I played with my caRRRRRssss [one single car] while I had a snack of ish [goldfish] - a fun little combo if I might say so.

And if you're questioning whether I lined them up like that - you bet your sweet bippee I did. Sure, I'm only 20 months, but I'm certainly not too young to show signs of compulsive behavior. My mother is proud.

Before long, I was exhausted and settled in for the evening with my guhgurrrrrl [good girl aka Georgie].

A little reminder...

Since it's been a while since I updated everyone on just how the Diggy does roll, here you go...

First up - I'm always ready to go at a moment's notice. Maybe even when we're not going anywhere. That's just my way. Dig it.



Do I poke holes in the middle of every piece of banana before I eat it? You bet I do.



And sometimes I like a good fuzzy boot. Don't knock it - they are like little ovens for my tiny feet.



A little alteration on the ol' 52 card pick-up. For a real challenge, I like to play 1,500 puzzle-piece-pick-up.



Okay, so maybe 1,500 was a bit much.

What's that? Am I all boy? OR is half of me really a mystical dragon?? I usually keep my tail and claws hidden in my pants and shoes.

When I'm feeling tough, I like to take my shirt off, throw a hat on (slightly crooked of course) and respond only with grunts and head-nods.

Enough of that.

OHH!!! STICKERS!!!!!!!! I LOVE STICKERS!!!!!!!!!!!!

And to wrap up this update, I also like to wear a bag on my head (yes, it's breathable) and run around the house with it. Do I sometimes run into things? Sure. Do I get hurt? No - because I'm tough. (for a reminder, see two pictures above.)

Peace out.