Mommy and daddy said they needed to "get the hell out of Älmhult," so we went to a mall in Copenhagen. The sofas sure were stylie. But I didn't sit still for very long. Most of the time I wanted to go up and down the escalator. Mommy held my hand so tight it hurt.
These people seemed to have good fashion sense, but no heads and really white hands.
We ate lunch at an American diner, and I didn't even use the high chair the man brought us. I drank most of mommy's chocolate milkshake. She didn't seem to mind and was just relieved that I didn't throw one of my infamous fits.
My grandpa "Doc" was a dentist, and I really wanted to make him proud. But, hey, I'm a toddler. And toddlers have fits. Did you see all those scary instruments?
Plus, errr, why does that alligator have a full set of human teeth?!
Oooooh milkshake.. yum! Looks like a long but fun day.
Posted by: Your Ikea "friend" Sue from Cincinnati | March 30, 2010 at 01:38 PM
She's getting so big! Adorable.
Posted by: Sally | April 01, 2010 at 09:23 AM