Daddy thought it would be a good idea to take me to the University of Washington and see the Cherry Blossoms . . . I disagree! Daddy taking me on a long walk and pulling me out of my stroller right when I had fallen into a nap did not make me happy at all! And I let him know.
The stage was set for a real bad ride home until Daddy started waving my hat at me. Nothing like a multi-colored stocking hat to change my disposition.
Oh the simplicity of childhood!