My daddy went out of town this weekend, and I wasn't too sure what to make of it. Sure, I like my mommy and all, and Ella is ok for a little sister, but what's a boy to do without his daddy? Well, Friday I was super sad that he wasn't home.
Then Saturday I kinda forgot where he went, and started looking throughout the house for him.
He wasn't in my playmat. Today me and Ella did some playing together and that helped to pass the time.
She thought my toes made a good snack...I disagreed.
Then guess what? My daddy came home!!!
It was great to see him. I hope he had a good weekend, but I don't think he should leave again. Or maybe next time he should just take me along.