Mom forgot to do an 8 month old post for me so I could show people things like my two teeth. I tried to tell her, but she just kept saying she was busy. At least she remembered to help me tell dad happy Father’s Day. For Father’s day we went outside in a very hot place called boulder and watched people talk and walk and dance. Dad even danced with me. One lady was all dressed in a long white dress like Aunt Lauren was when all the people watched me. But this time, even though there was dancing I got a little bored because the people weren’t all paying attention to me.