Crazy About Animals

Mom and Dad are amazed by the loads of energy I have, despite me fighting a little cold.  It hits me worst in the evening, when I'm sleeping...that's when I do most of my coughing and get all congested.  But, in the morning, I'm ready to rock-n-roll.  

Today, I had an awesome day with Nana and Popsicle.  They brought me on a field trip (I say field trip because they usually just play with me at their house, but now they're equipped with a car seat and borrowed my stroller for the day) to one of my favorite places...THE ZOO!

I didn't even want to sit in the stroller.  As soon as I saw the animals, I ran to see all of my favorite ones...and I just screamed and hollered in excitement every step along the way.  I pet the goats and a skink, saw some hippos, a rhino, giraffes, and the elephants.  We were there for almost 3 hours and stayed till closing.  Of course, I fell asleep on the car ride home.  But, I was excited to see Mommy and Daddy and tell them all about it when I woke up.  I kept pointing up the stairs because I wanted to go back to the zoo.

What a coincidence that a package arrived from my other grandma (affectionately known as "Glam-Ma"), and she sent me a puzzle, a t-shirt, a bug magnifying glass, and whaddya-know....animal magnets!  "Ooh, ooh!!...More?!"  I exclaimed.  I started putting them one by one on the refrigerator.  

Then Mommy took pictures of us because she wanted to get a shot of her new 'do...In fact, she looks more like Glam-Ma now, with a bob hairstyle and bangs.  I still recognized her in her new hairstyle.  When I pointed to the picture in the camera, I said "Mom" and pointed to mom.  Then I pointed to myself and said "Chase".  Mommy was so surprised that I named myself and was even excited to tell Daddy.  But, I knew I was Chase all along.  Who did they think I was?

Mommy and Daddy were joking about another Chase-ism tonight:  

* "Pikomometer" - "Piko" is belly button in Hawaiian, and everytime I eat so much that my tummy is really full, my belly button goes from an innie to an outie, as if the turkey butterball is ready.  Mommy and Daddy always tease me about my "pikomometer".