It’s not my birthday. But it is my friend Norwood’s birthday. Norwood said we could all eat ice-cream fur his birthday. I fink this is a fery good idea. So I maked sure that my hu-Mumma buyed me some ice-cream on our way back from the lake today. I let Mumma buy herself an ice-cream too.
Here is some picktures of me eating my ice-cream. I knew straight away it was going to be somefing yummy for me, because it was in a little container like my yoghurt. I nom nom nomed it all up and I did not efen freeze my brain. But Mumma sayed my nose feeled fery cold!!