I got a new monkey. I made sure his bottom hurt too-So I am not alone.
Miss Becky sent me some cookies. That made me feel better.
I rested for a couple days and then I went to the fire station. There were many people and I had to practice standing in line. Mom got something called pancakes. I got some cookies for being a good boy. I whined a little because I was impatient. I got to sit on the truck and meet some real firemen. I like this one the best. He was just my size.