my friends

i have a new friend named "jeff." i know my dad's name is jeff, but this is another jeff. he is my aunt michelle's jeff. they came to visit this week, and we had a super good time. we went to devil's den and ate a picnic with a thousand flies. i threw up after lunch, but then i was okay. mom said it was because of the heat, but i said it was because she made me eat too much sandwich. but who knows. we played on the seesaw, and we walked in the creek and threw rocks and saw a deer.

here is me and my buddy jeff on the seesaw. we decided only boys can be buddies. girls are just girls.) i am not powerful enough to lift him up, so he had to kinda jump a little bit to get himself off the ground. i think i might be powerful when i am 34.

and here is a picture from later when they came to our house, and i read my charlie brown book to them. they said i was "amazing," but i did not even write that book, i only read it.

they brought me a cool optimus prime and a slip and slide, and then they had to go back to maine, which is apparently really really really really really far away. oh! speaking of maine, they also got me this cool as a moose maine shirt. here i was being a super bad monster, wearing the shirt on my head, but after i put it on normal, mom took me to the bathroom to show me how the moose glows in the dark! very cool.