I heard Mom say that she ordered us a birthday present yesterday. Sweet! Then I heard her say that she hopes it makes it here in time. I hope so, too, because she told Dad that it rocks! I totally hope it's a stroller.
Mom says we're not getting a stroller for a while. Because they had to spend a ton of green papers on SOMEONE who ate Titus' toy. Wonder who that could be? Hmm? Besides, strollering seems kinda askeery. I'm not a brave adventurer like Daisy
But I am wondering what Mom ordered. I hope it's snacks. And a catnip banana. Those look like fun. Or maybe I'm getting a cute outfit.