HAPPY BIRTHDAY GOMO!

Hey everyone!

This post is dedicated to my Gomo ("Gomo" is Korean for "aunt") (...although, I have another Korean aunt who isn't a Gomo, she's a Kunuma... it's all very confusing and once I figure it out myself I'll hold a blog tutorial). Anyway, it's Gomo's birthday tomorrow but we went for dinner on Saturday night. Here's a pictures of Gomo and Sammy. It looks like Sammy's holding up a carrot but that's actually a crayon. She's all, "ya, that's my orange crayon, yo."

We went to this really fancy restaurant and my food came with this green stuff on top of it so I tried it. Please, I beg you all, do NOT eat the green stuff that comes on top of your food. It does NOT taste good. (On another note, I clean up nice, ya?)

I know you're probably wondering how old my Gomo is but grown-ups are all weird about that stuff so I promised her I wouldn't tell and my lips are sealed.

(oh, ya, and mommy's friend Adrienne, if you're reading this, I heard about the kids on your skiing vacation and I just wanted to say that my mom brings quiet games and toys to restaurants and makes me sit in my chair and keep my voice low so that we don't disturb the other patrons. I hope this helps to restore your faith in us crib-midgets. Some of us reserve our annoying behaviour for our parents exclusively.)