My daddy is the best!

He put my purple ball that rattles in the tub today. He hasn’t done that in forever! I do not know why he ever stopped! I do not understand why my taking it out means he does not put it back in the tub later. Human brains are so strange.

I love playing with those toys in the tub! It is excellence, indeed!

He threw my duck in the tub, too. I’m not so certain what I am supposed to do with the duck in the tub….

He has been playing with me more lately. I sense a fowl plot afoot…something to do with this “dye-et and ekz-your-size” I suspect…but he is playing with me, so could it really be that bad?