Sigh...

It looks like I will not be moving to NY. Mommy is very sad. Grandma is coming out to visit in 15 days though, so I will at least get to see her a bit. Mommy also is trying to arrange for us to go to NY to visit in October to celebrate her birthday. (By the way, Auntie Steph, I know you are reading this. Mommy says next month marks 29 years of friendship for you guys. Wow! That is a lot. You guys are old.)

Last night, Mommy went to Marine's house to pick me up as usual. Usually, I am ready to go. I ask to be picked up and wave goodbye even before Marine tells Mom how my day went. But not last night. I got out a car that I love and played and played with it. Finally, Mom said "Conor, Snickers is at home waiting for us." Well, I picked up the car and put it away. I asked to be picked up, waved goodbye to Vova, gave Mommy a kiss, leaned over to give Marine a kiss, gave Mommy another kiss, and waved goodbye to everybody. Then we left. We played at home. Then we had a very nice snuggling session for my bedtime routine. I love my Mommy.

This morning, I was very frustrated. I wanted to take the toothbrush out of Mommy's mouth after I threw mine to the floor. She said no, so I hit her. Well, I got a timeout in the Naughty Corner (a slight variation on Donovan's The Wall). I tried to leave once, but Mommy told me to go back. I was so upset that I was being punished. Mommy came back to me after my minute was up, and she hugged me and said that I must not hit her. She gave me a kiss, and all was well. We gave Snickers his snacks before we left for Marine's house. We have to go to the grocery store tonight. I need bananas!!