This weekend we went up north to see my Grama and Poppa and so my Grandpa could take me ice fishing. It was so much fun, cold, but fun. I wasn't too patient waiting for all the fish. EWWWWW, did you know they are slimy? I didn't want to touch any. After Mom and I left the ice, Daddy and Grandpa caught a lot.
While at Grama's I slept in my own room in the big girl bunk bed. Everyone was so proud and excited for me. I like sleeping in there. On Sunday Poppa took all of us to eat pancakes, they were yummy.
My Grandpa gave me a guitar. I'm still a little small for it, but Daddy is going to learn to play so he can teach me when I am big, maybe 5.