Well I got another haircut. I was due for another one. But of course I threw a fit the whole time dad was cutting my hair. But I look so much better and I don't have to take the extra time to comb it anymore it's so short.
I also became a daredevil. I was at home with dad the other day. And I was laying on the couch and dad ran upstairs to get me lunch. While he was gone I inched my way to the edge of the couch. And guess what I landed right on my head. I didn't even cry, I thought it was funny. When dad came back downstairs I was on the floor just smiling. No harm done, but I don't get to lay on the couch anymore by myself.