...which ended up at the Diana Ross Playground, where I sat my tushie right on the slide. You'll note from this video that I can now handle the whole process without ass-istance (no pun intended).
There is no place to sit in my new room, so I think I'll just walk around and take a look.
This morning I plopped my tuchus in a high chair so that Oscar and Daisy and I could have brunch with some of our relatives.
They loved the banana cotton candy, butt (tee hee hee!) I was not a fan. A moment of Yellow #7 on your lips, a lifetime on your you-know-what.
I sure enjoyed sitting on Uncle Spencer's lap. How mushie for my tushie!
1 comment:
Oh my God Becky, look at her butt!
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