Mess!

Tonight at dinner, my food somehow ended up all over the place. I saw that MaMa and DaDa had finished and were having a bit of ice cream and mango, and I wanted some too. I know that they like me to have finished off all the food on my plate or bowl before I have any treat, so I dumped it out and held out my empty bowl and said "Ice cream!"

Later, they were cleaning up the food from the floor and table and so on, and DaDa started rapping, "JoMo made a mess, Bom Bom Bom! JoMo made a mess, Bom Bom Bom! So what else is new? Bom Bom Bom. So what else is new? Bom Bom Bom!" I laughed and said, "Ghen!" [Again!] Then I pointed at the table where the smeared food had been and said, "Mess!" MaMa and DaDa laughed. MaMa asked, "JoMo, do you know what a mess is?" And I pointed at the same place and said, "Uh Oh!" And they laughed. Yes, a mess is a big uh-oh, I guess! But apparently a mess is also where Marines eat. I guess I'm a pretty good Marine already then!

I'm feeling better then last weekend, although I did get hot again yesterday afternoon [38.9 C / 102 F]. But I felt fine today, and even got to see my old buddy Liam and his newish baby brother Ciaran today. They used to live about a 5 minute walk away; today it took us a long time in the car to get there. I had my nap in the car on the way home after lunch. It was a lot of fun to see him and his new house.

I'll get MaMa or DaDa to post some more pictures soon. I promise! They've just been really busy and I haven't been feeling energetic enough to try to do it myself (although I have figured out how to turn on the TT [TV] and MaMa's iPod! And yes, I can say iPod and iTunes now!