Nothing good lasts forever...

I got up this morning to play Bobsled Practice in the big plaster shoe but Chris was loading it into the back of his mom's truck! He shrugged his shoulders and he was apologizing but it looked like his mom was mad at him, so I didn't bother him when he came back in the house. I was still pretty sad though, and maybe we will talk about it later.

They say that nothing good lasts forever, but what about bad things, like having your favorite toy taken away? Is that forever? Oh well, I shouldn't be a Gropey Gus. I still have these fancy new tennis shoes, and today is cream cheese on Ritz day (Téodor said so)! Maybe I will pretend that I am a professor.