Lucky No. 7

This morning I took Daddy out to breakfast at our favorite place, American Roadhouse. I ate pancakes, oatmeal, fruit, Os and drank a big glass of milk. We were headed to the playground but it started to rain. So we made a fort in the basement and trampled it. Fun!

We motivated Mommy to go to Home Depot for a few fixer-upper things for our house. When we got home, I took a nap while the 'rents did some chores.

We were expecting Gram and J. Diddy for dinner, so we got a few things ready and cleaned up the house. I walked around and helped Mommy look for things to put away.

Mommy was too tired so she took a nap while I read.

Later, J. Diddy let me go barefoot and shirtless in the back of the truck. He was trying to teach me how to be a good old fashioned redneck. (Mommy says it will never happen, especially since I'm a native Bostonian.)

Then we grilled out and Gram put me to bed -- the luckiest part of my day!