Thunder's First Birthday

Last year on this date, this was me. 

I was the fourth born of nine and I was the smallest 8.4 ounces.

The first time my Mommy and Daddy met me.

My ride home, in my Bears shirt my dad bought me and wrapped in my quilt Mommy made me.

My first toy, Donkey Boy.

Today, it's another first.  It's my first birthday.

My only question is where's the cake.

Don't I look debonair in a hat?

Thunder Can Carry

I can carry a newspaper.

 

It's not too big for me.

I can carry a bone.

But it's not mine and Mom is making me take it back.  

I'm not happy but the owners are.

The bone has been returned so I'm carrying a stick but it's not as tasty.

It's okay, Justice and Lucas had two bones and their Mom gave me one, I could bring home.

She is so nice!

I am so happy!