Histarically Historical

So Mom took me to my first Presidential Election Poll so she could vote... I wanted to be a part of the historical event... boy was it ever... I wore my Little Democrat shirt into a very conservative voting site think no one would dog me I am a baby... Well I was wrong. The little old ladies that want to love on me in Wal-Mart turned into vicious hags the day of the election. They smerked and said... "We don't know if we want to give him a ballot...look at his t-shirt. Not surprised of course... mom made a joke... yeah tough crowd. Anyway Mom and I went to vote and I puked up a blue berry muffin on the ballot and all over my Little Democrat shirt... ha ha ha. The old ladies at the ballot tables were laughing.... it was pretty funny. So mom wiped off her ballot and stuck it into the machine anyway and smiled. The old ladies snarled.... they wouldn't even give me a "I voted" sticker for fun. What a waste... Oh well the day ended in our favor anyway... the joke and puke is on the old ladies... Now that is what I call Histarically Historical.

Lasagna takes a lot of energy!

I ate Lasagna and I got really tired. I put it in my hair.

going.....

trying to stay awake.....

totally gone....