The sun was shining, need I say more?
Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh!
Fun, fun, fun!
Play ball! Play ball! Play ball!
Again, again,again!!!
Yeah. . . .
Right. . . .
Whatever. . . . .
C'mon Emma! Play with me!
I'll race you!
You are just an old sourpuss of a Queen,
you know that?
You don't know what you're missing. . .
I'm quite the dashing Two Year Old now!
Maybe I'll get a few new fans from your blog and then you'll be sorry you wouldn't play ball.
Emma here - Just ignore him. He's tootin' his own horn just because it was his birthday. I don't care how old he is, he is still a pest!
Kisses,