Betty Angela’s Life

So this time when I woke up from my nap, I played with daddy while mommy read something on her Kindle, which I would very much like to gum, but she won’t let me. One day….

Finally the plane started going down and we landed in a place called Hawaii. It is hot, and my overnite diaper is even warmer. The first place mommy takes me is to the bathroom, which I don’t like b/c I HATE getting changed in unfamiliar places.

After that horrible experience, we took a shuttle and waited out in the hot sun for something called a convertible.

Here’s me with the luggage. If I look unhappy, that’s b/c I am. Mommy pushed me into the shade right after taking a few pictures, and I did an impression of “Maui (Hawaiian Superman). Mommy has been singing that song ever since we got here, even though she only knows the chorus and even though we’re in Kona.

You know what? I’m feeling a little grumpy. This Hawaii place ain’t that great.