
Today was a good day for driving. Lot’s of other folks out on the road, but still easy to drive. Two things I hate when driving: 1. people driving slow (for no good reason) and not making it easy for me to pass them by and 2. people driving to close to my car’s rear end. Today there was only one or two 1’s and just a few 2’s. So it was good!!!
After spending some time running around and enjoying to meet his grandparents, MT finally got to bed at around 10:30 pm. He was so high up there so I was afraid he would have problem sleeping. But he fell asleep almost as the same time as his head hit the pillow. Not once shouted he to me (to make sure I’m around..). Guess he’ll sleep until 8 or 9 am tomorrow. That’ll be nice for me too!
MT talks a lot. I don’t always understand him, but mostly I do. He talks with himself and he loves to tell stories to me or any other he meets. Today he told me that I was something I’ve never been called before:
MT: You’re a boobooboo
Me: I’m what?
MT: You’re a boobooboo
Me: What is that?
MT: A boobooboo
Me: Is it a good or bad thing?
MT: It’s good. You’re a boobooboo.
So I’m a boobooboo, but have no idea what it is - neither can I imagine what it might mean. My guess is that he has heard something similar on TV or something and then he uses it any way he like.









