Dad read me "The Tale of Peter Rabbit" before he actually took me to meet him today. Well now I'm doubting if it was the REAL Peter. The Peter I met was about the size of Dad and would have probably fought Mr. McGregor for his vegetable rather then run from him. Now I'm just confused. You shouldn't give me so much information if you want me to believe something at face value Dad. I am a sophisticated baby.
The bunny ears I got weren't very cool either. I am not Jaxon Peter Rabbit. I am a baby.
I am smarter then you think Mom and Dad.