I Scream for Ice Cream

On Tuesday evening Grandpa Davenport came over to help Dad with a little project. I took the opportunity to sneak in a few kisses while he was here. I love you GpaD!


So my sisters, Parker and Penny, aren't allowed to have people food because M&D don't want them to become beggers beggars. I must say, this is a good policy because since they've started feeding me people food, I'm a total beggar. Anytime they bring food near me, I sit right in front of them and whine until they give me some. And it works like a charm!


In general, I try to be pretty well behaved but I seriously do not like getting my nails cut. It doesn't hurt or anything, I just don't get to see the nail clipper very much so it always piques my curiosity. Recently Dad has tried bargaining with me (against every fiber in his being, I'm sure) by letting me "play" with the clipper if I let him cut a few nails. It's win-win... unless I decided not to keep it!


Remember, you can't take it with you, but you can lick it so no one else can take it when you're gone.

Until Later,
Avery