Good Books, Good Friends

Here I am with my friend Joy. She came with her sister Elisa to visit today. I'm showing her some points of interest in my book . Joy's about a year older than me, and she is SO smart! She can even talk. All I say is "Dada" and "Mama."
Joy, I'm sorry that I only have one bow to chew on. It's my favorite thing to do while I read. Hmmm, such a bad reaction. Maybe not everyone likes to munch on Chistmas bows. Maybe I should reconsider...