I just love the holiday season.  I helped Mommy hang some special blinking holiday lights and put up a menorah decal on the window in our house this past month. I’ve also had a grand time driving around town as a Christmas lights spectator.  I usually yell “yights!” and then Jack will yell “lights!” too, prompting me to complain “no shay my shed” (don’t say what I said!).  For being a fairly major copycat myself, I sure don’t like being on the receiving end of that behavior.

I’ve learned a lot of new tricks recently, too.  For example, I can tell you (very emphatically) that green means go, red means stop, and yellow means go slow!  I can also reliably navigate down the stairs on my own, which means our gates can finally come down from the staircase.  But perhaps the most exciting of these developments is the fact that I have started to ask to be taken to the potty to go pee pee.

I remain a bit of a finicky eater (sprinkles, but no ice cream … sandwich, but no crust …matzoh ball, but out of the soup).  My current favorite snack is a scoop of sun butter on a spoon, which I refer to as “peeeenut butter shkeewwp.”  Sun butter and dairy remain my primary protein sources, as I usually reject meat.  I did take a few bites of hot dog recently, but it was so thoroughly smothered in ketchup as to no longer be recognizable.

Current likes:  petting zoos!

Current dislikes:  people “shaying my shed”