Fishies

You haven't seen my papa yet with his hair cut. A fashionable hair cut, isn't it?

I don't care. He is my big strong papa anyway. He walks around with me from the parrot to the fishies and back and I like that. They hang so peacefully and sway gently up and down.

I have now found out that I can hold things in my hands. It is difficult to judge how far away things are. But once I hold them, I keep them. And the sensations I get putting the things in my mouth! Especially my papa's finger!