Fish Fry

Mom and Dad had a fish fry with the fish we caught last night. I got to hang outside with Jetta because it was so nice out (70 F). I was being good, but Jetta got yelled at for dragging a dead fish back to our house. She was so proud of it that she rolled on it before Dad could get it away from her and bury it. After I went in for the night, Dad wasn't paying much attention so she dug it back up and ate it. And they thought my diapers were messy!

Today I go back to the doctor for my 10-day check-up. I hope they don't want to draw blood again - a little girl only has so much to give.