June 14, Thursday
The good news is that when I woke up at 6:30 at Mimz home, my foot swelling had gone down so I could put on my boots.  That makes me very very happy.  I went to school happily but was unhappy that I had a substitute teacher.
After a short nap nap I woke up with a stuffy nose.  Mimz held me sitting up and I went back to sleep.  Allergies.

When I got back to Mommy's house I put Barbara to work playing trucks.  We drove around the pool table at least 20 times, maybe 50.  Each hole in the table is some place I want to drive to:  home, Mimz home, Mommy's work, Daddy's work, and PaPa's home at the lake.  I said one of the holes was where Mimz' worked.  Barbara told me Mimz was retired.  I came back saying, I was "just pretending."  I really do know what pretend means.
Another things that happens to our trucks on the pool table is they get stuck in mud.  I like to be the hero and come to the rescue in my blue pickup truck and push Barbara's or Mommy's truck out of the mud.  When I say "Stop" or "Go" they have to mind my commands.  I also tell them who to go visit.
If I start act up while playing this game, Barbara will quit playing with me and leave.  I soon say I am sorry and then I act right. 

In this picture you can see the mountain we made to drive our trucks over. 

 I put Mr Potato's police hat on my head and his whistle in my mouth.

 Reading before going to bed.

Sweet dreams.