My daddy is a problogger. I don’t know lots of stuff, but I know what that means. It means he goes to Panera Bread to eat cookies and drink iced tea while looking at his computer. And sometimes he takes me along and I can eat flower cookies and drink smoothies and blog on my computer, too!
He also writes about stuff on his computer. Like today he wrote about what it takes to be a successful travel blogger.
I am going to be a travel blogger, too. Starting with my next trip to Disneyland. Just 20 more wake-ups to go. That means I have to go to bed on time (not sure why) and wake up and cross off the little numbers on my fridge calendar twenty more times! That’s ALL my fingers AND my toes! Wow! Wow!
The good news is I don’t need to use my daddy’s toes to count any more. They stink. But don’t tell him I said that, please.
I am counting down the days to go see the Princesses at Disneyland. My favorite is…well, that’s way too hard to decide so I choose ALL of them.
Daddy says it’s not hard for him at all. He says his favorite princess is, “Mee-a, Mia, Mia Mei.”
I want to be a problogger, too when I grow up…especially if I get to hang out with my daddy.