We had a good weekend. Mostly we sat on cushions on the window sill and watched the pigeons and took naps and ate. We also chased each other around a lot and tried to scratch a hole in the floor. I just know I heard another mouse under there.

My birthday is tomorrow. I will be one year old. Grover's birthday was June 7th and he was five years old. How can I be bigger than him if he's older than me?