This was a great day. 
I continued my trend of waking up early so Barbara and I decided to go to Wal-Mart while Mommy and Bridget slept.  At the McDonald's we shared a big breakfast with pancakes and didn't eat it all.  I guess our eyes were bigger than our stomachs.  We wanted to buy two cans of Pringles, one for me and one for Barbara's trip tomorrow, but they didn't have any.

PaPa came over to see Bridget before he leaves for his Nigeria job next week and he also fertilized the yard. 

Mommy and I took Maggie to the groomers.  A funny thing:  I started crying big time because I wanted to stay and watch Maggie being groomed.  People made comments about how sweet that was because they thought I was crying because I was so attached to my dog I didn't want to leave her. 

Mommy and I took Barbara's car to get the oil changed and washed.  I was very good and got some Proud Candy when I got home.

Mommy and I played outside, riding my scooter, playing with sidewalk chalk, and kicking balls.

 And I played in Brad's flower beds with trucks.

I generally ask to get my hands clean as soon as they get dirty, but I am learning to not be bothered by dirty hands.

I like wearing my helmet.  I pretend it is my construction worker's hard hat. 

I played a matching card game with Barbara.  I am very good at matching pictures.

Resting with Mommy while watching something on the iPad.  As usual scooted up as close as I could to Mommy.

While running errands we stopped at our friendly fire station to get me a new fireman's hat.  They are made of a thin plastic and I play with my firemans' hat often and rough, so they need to be replaced regularly.

Barbara left this afternoon to spend the night at the lake house, then she will get up early to drive to Bella Vista.  Grandma and Papa had to delay their trip up there because of snow in Bella Vista last week, so they are leaving tomorrow also.  They will take different routes.  Barbara drives slower and doesn't want to drive through Dallas.  Grandma and PaPa will return on Tuesday.  Barbara will return on March 6th with my great-grandparents.  I ask every day if they are on their way here.