
Sunday, March 4, 2012
My first attempt on a bike
No, not riding one by myself, but at drawing one. One of the stories that mama and papa had told me before bedtime is about papa's adventure riding his bike. Well, mama and I decided to have lunch at a restaurant and she agreed to tell me that same story as we ate. And I decided to draw the bike while she told me the story.

Strange things
Heart
Staring contest
Snow?
Since moving to the east coast, mama anxiously/nervously talked about the cold weather, it snowed maybe a total of 3 days, not back to back. And none of the snow stayed, was completely gone the next day.

Mama grew up in Minnesota, so she's a tad bit tired of the snow, and the smell that comes with it (wet clothes, especially socks/boots). But now she's bummed out that I can't completely enjoy what snow has to offer. Maybe next year, but for now, she's making me paper snow flakes.

Mama grew up in Minnesota, so she's a tad bit tired of the snow, and the smell that comes with it (wet clothes, especially socks/boots). But now she's bummed out that I can't completely enjoy what snow has to offer. Maybe next year, but for now, she's making me paper snow flakes.

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