Mo-tor-cy-cle

I love motorcycles. They are my current favorite motorized vehicle. Until this last week, I would consistently say "mycal", but I now know to call them motorcycles. I love them. I love how they go vroom, vroom. I have a motorcycle book and a toy model that I leaned on too heavily - now I call him "motorcycle broken"

Tonight, we went out to dinner and a nice guy made me a balloon motorcycle. As you can see, I already popped the back wheel.

(The editors have euthanized the remains, in an attempt to avoid the tragedy that will otherwise result).



I've been climbing on things for a while, but today I showed that I know how to move things around to create a ladder if I want to get up higher.

And finally, the haircut is NOT because papa trimmed my hair with his razor and it was uneven. Not at all.... That's just coincidence.

Until next time.
Love, D.