
Our new house has a porch. Daddy ponders life while I run up and down (and up and down) the ramp and stairs on our deck.

Our new house has a grill. Daddy loves the grill.

I love eating food off the grill!!!

Our new house has pretty flowers.


And songs at night. I've been learning to play mom's mandolin. (Freshly out of apartment living, I [mom] feel more comfortable bringing out the instruments for nightly devos.)

We live really near a zoo, so I get to see animals. I got to pet a goat.

They wouldn't let me pet this animal.

I like the zoo. I like my new town. I like that neither mom nor dad ever leave me during the day. Life will be like this always, right? (Sure... until Daddy gets an office.)