Route 66, here I come!

Yesterday, I got my first convertible. Red. REALLY nice set of wheels, if I may say so myself. Mama needed to put it all together when it was delivered, so I was a nice girl and took lots of 15 minute naps. Normally, 1 or 2 a day suffice, but this was for (my) greater good.

Then, when Far came home from work, we all went for a stroll. Boy, are there alot of things to look at out there!!! Information overload!!!

So yes, I needed to reach the ripe old age of 5 weeks before trying a buggy. Until now, I have been carried around either in the red sling, where I lie down, or in the green sling, where I sit on Mama og Far's tummy. I like the green one best. It can get quite hot, but I sleep SO well in it. And everybody comments on how cute I look, which - let's face it - is something a girl can never get too much of.

Well, this new convertible of mine is cool too, I must say. Mama and I went out again this morning and it was really fun with all the bumps in the road. But the downside is that I can't hear Mama when she's talking to me and I don't get as many cuddles or kisses on the top of my head. I guess they both have pros and cons, so let's hope Mama and Far understand when I want to be in one rather than the other. They are not always that good at understanding what I mean, although personally I think I really spell it out...