The house feels a little empty right now because Dad’s not here. He traveled all the way to Montana in an attempt to put meat on our table this winter. (“A trip to the grocery store would have been quicker and cheaper, ” says mom with an eye roll, but I know Dad likes his adventures.)
Oh no! He forgot to take his little hunting buddy along.
(See my concerned face below.)
Well, there’s one good thing about being left behind… I’ve moved into the master bedroom with mom! Dad thinks I’m just keeping his spot warm until he returns, so he’ll probably be a little shocked to find that all of his belongings have been transferred to my nursery. You snooze, you lose!
Bring more than meat back, Dad! You’re going to need a pillow or something because my crib is not this comfortable!