I am officially noticable. Everyone has noticed me, even Papa. He giggled and patted me last night.
At 24 weeks of baking, I can be seen. Scrubs, dresses, and shirts, all show my complimentary shape.
I know you are jealous, just because you can't touch me.
By the way breakfast was late. So I had to make a statement in the form of a drum solo in the bladder region. Not only did I get more space but I got my breakfast. If you would ever like to pay hommage to me, I gladly accept it in the form of soft serve ice cream or gelato from the Italians in Scottsdale, AZ.
Love You All,
Chicklette
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
P.S. This message has been type for you using my new typing tool. My Momma's outie belly button!
hehehehehe
Grow Grow Grow......
ReplyDeleteKeep making more room... you will need it!
P.S. Did the wok get grounded for his adventure while you were gone?