So, Dad’s day. Brunch was neat. I got to sit next to Dad for the whole meal.
I showed Dad my latest trick: I can take off his glasses even with my eyes closed.
And another trick: I just generally look cute all the time.
Except when Dad lets me loose in the garden, then I look like a grot.
But then I scrubbed up okay for dinner again.
Dad took me out for my first ever pizza. Crust.
