The last few days, Mama and Papa always dropped me off at Oma's house. Then they left and I sometimes saw them again at various times during the day or they would come and pick me up late afternoon.
Not, that I am complaining, mind you.
I love being at Oma's house. She always does nice things with me.
I just find it strange.
But when we are all at home, and I do go to bed when it's still light out, Papa usually falls asleep with me...
I think all that playing and romping around tires him out.
Not to long ago, uncle Robert stayed with us and taught me how to get over a new obstacle with my Puky. Once I got the back wheels onto the mattress, it was easy as pie...
And one day, I even managed to get some drops out of Mama's cup. The brown liquid was bitter, but I liked it so much, Mama wasn't allowed to touch the cup anymore, until I totally forgot about it.
