Can you believe it? I'm almost two years old. Sorry I haven't updated you in a while. I've been working on my short game, you know how it is. My dad is hoping that I will excel in this sport. He keeps calling me his little retirement package, whatever that means. So, for now I'm just getting adjusted to the swing of the clubs. I love to smack just about anything with the old 3 iron...the walls, new hard wood floors, stair railings, Eden-Jo, golf balls, and pretty much anything else that obstructs my path. Don’t “they” say, practice, practice, practice right?Enough about me, let’s talk about Eden-Jo. I know from the phone calls, letters, emails and media coverage that I was a really cute kid. But, I don’t hold a candle next to Sissy-Jo! She has a smile that will make you weep on the spot…not because it’s horribly awful but awfully wonderful! If her smile doesn’t find a place in your heart then her exquisite bright blue eyes most certainly will.
So here’s the problem I run into, I find myself fighting back other toddlers who want to hung on her…well at least that’s what I tell myself, I think I just find myself fighting other toddlers. I know, I know it’s something I’m trying to work on. My parents are helping me, wink, wink. Any how, Sissy-Jo is incredible!
I’ll let the next post be from her.
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