Princess and the Pea

Mom was invited down to Colonial Williamsburg for another round of interviews and Dad, Georgie and I decided to go with her to see if it's a place where we want to live. But I found the hotel room to be a bit challenging. I love hopping in and out of bed for a whole bunch of reasons. But apparently you aren't supposed to do that in the 18th century.



And can I still blog if we move to Colonial Williamsburg? Did they get wi-fi back then? This could be a dealbreaker for me. If I can't get YouTube, I'm not goin'. And Mommy paused when I asked her where Sesame Street was on the map when we were in the Visitor's Center. But I liked William & Mary... I might consider it for college. We'll see.

Okay. Georgina can stay.

I've come to the conclusion that Georgie can stay with our family. I kept bugging Mom about taking her back to the hospital, but she wouldn't budge. She said she brought me home from the hospital too, and she didn't send me back when I cried. I guess she has a point.

So I'm trying to make the best of it. I like tickling Georgie. And that makes her smile.



But that kid drools a lot and gets it all over the blanket.

Ew. Gross.

I wish it snowed more....

I remember last year it snowed A LOT. So much that Dad said some naughty words after digging the car out. But this year... not so much. And I find that to be a bummer. But it finally snowed a little bit the other day, so Mom and I went out and had an awesome SNOWBALL FIGHT!!!

Well, I fought harder than her. She was covered by the time we were done. Then I went to preschool and told Miss Shannon about our awesome snowball fight. And she drew this picture for me. I think it captures the battle very well.

But for the record - I WON!!!!
Hahahahahahaha!!!!!

It's hard to be serious....

... it hurts my eyebrows. I don't recommend it.