It's Wheeley Wednesday!

SUWPRISE! Just cuz my sissy, Asta, and my mom and dad awe in Wome without a 'puter doesn't mean I can't give you an up-to-date weport on my life. I'm staying for the week at auntie Kawen's house with my vewy special fwiends, Stewart, a charming and intelligent tewwiew boy; Georges, who's fwom Fwance and has a collection of lovely scawves, which he weaws in thwees; and Little Snow, who stays up almost all night and is nevew too tiwed to play the next day.


Auntie Kawen's apawtment has lots of windows and is not too high up, so we can watch what's going on down on the stweet. Fwom the kitchen window, we can watch some constwuction that's going on—booooowwwiiinng (auntie Kawen says it's a guy thing).

So Snow and I like the living woom the best. It faces the cownew and about a gazillion people go by, lots of them wight under our window, which gave us an idea. Stewart and Georges heawd about a twick of filling balloons with watew and dwopping them from high up and seeing them splattew on the gwound below (or possibly on someone who got in the way, heheheh). We were thinking it might be fun, but auntie Kawen said it wasn't such a good idea aftew all, that the police might get involved. I think I wemember heawing about some of sissy Asta's fwiends who had a police "incident" and, well, we decided to wethink the balloons.

Instead, Stewart played the piano. He's weally good and knows lots of songs and Little Snow has a beautiful voice, as you might expect.


Georges wead us a book about a little pwince who comes fwom a tiny planet and whose twavels bring him to Eawth whewe he leawns many things. Georges had to twanslate as he went along 'cause it was in Fwench. Thewe's a pawt about a snake that ate an ephelant, which made us hungwy. So we owdewed some pizzas.

This is a gweat vacation so faw and I have pwactically a whole week left. I just hope my sissy and my mom and dad are having as good a time as I am. And I hope all my Wheeley fwiends are having a good time, too, whewevew they'we playing today.
Love, Myrna

Pee Ess: I suwe hope someone weads this!!! It occuwed to me that no one is expecting it since last week I said I'd be away. I fowgot that auntie Kawen might have a 'puter. DUH!