I kind of forgot. Screaming down the freeway with the wind in my fur. Incredible smells zipping past my open window. Mom doing that “sing thing” behind the wheel.
I thought we were headed to The Big Book Place, as usual. But Mom keeps going. Right past the double doors. Hangs a right near the Big Blue. Is that salt air? Sea gulls? A discarded Big Mac?
Oh happy day!
We hit the beach running. Mom hollers, “Happy birthday Kimmi! You’re two years old today!” She brought a blanket, books, the frisbee, and a lunch basket. And extra treats.
Did I say Oh happy day yet?
Mom reminds that today is my birthday. Not sure what that means. But she seems happy about it. So I am too. She also says I’m two years old today. Whatever that means.
Wait. Where was I? Oh yeah. The beach. Birthdays. Books.
You know Mom can’t seem to go anywhere without a book bag crammed with book thingies. Here’s today’s haul:
Looks good to me!
Now. Who’s game for a little frisbee tag and a lot of shake-off-the-water-ing?
You’re it! Betcha can’t catch the birthday girl!