Did I mention that I love this time of year? I skipped all the way home from school today. Well, not all the way home, I guess, since I stopped to pick up a turtle. She was blunk blunk blunking across the street and I saved her from getting hit by a car.
I'm calling her Myrtle. Myrtle the turtle. Ok, I admit, that wasn't my idea. I was just going to call here "Turtle", but daddy suggested Myrtle and he laughed about that. I like when he laughs. So from this day forward, Turtle shall be called Myrtle.
I'm trying to dress her up, but it's hard to put hats and shoes on her when she keep on going THOOP! right into her shell. Maybe I'll try painting her.