I did not know what a play date was, but I like playing. I had not met Uncle Jed and Zazu before, but Mommy kept telling me they were really fun and they wanted to meet me. I thought it could be fun. Mommy knew it would be fun. Daddy hoped it would be fun - if I didn't do something that would make him hide his face.
It was bright and sunny outside. There was lots of snow. I like snow. We got into Mommy's car and drove out into the country. We drove by moo cows. We saw horsies. We saw Jed and Zazu's mama in her pretty red Jeep. She drove in front of us and showed us where to go.
I had to wait to get out until Jed's dad closed the gate; he did not us to run too far so we would get lost. When it was safe, Daddy took me out of the car. Who was there when I got out? Uncle Jed and Zazu!
People say I am a big boy. I looked like a tiny little tot next to Uncle Jed. Zazu is a fun little girl. She is not big, but she tells Uncle Jed what to do. He does it. You do not mess with Zazu.
We sniffed each other, then you know what we did? We ran. And ran. And ran. I chased them. They chased me. They chased each other.
Sometimes, we got tired. Then we asked to come inside with our mommies and daddies.
I liked sniffing around to see what was there. I liked jumping up where the fire came out. Mommy said that's not the rules, but I did not care. It was fun - and warm - up there. I went crazy daisy. When we had enough of rules and parents, we went back outside to run some more.
Uncle Jed kept smooching me on the face. I went, "Ewww! Boys do not smooch boys!" But he kept doing it. I guess he likes me. I like him, even if I do not really care for his boy smooches. I really like Zazu. She is a nice girl, even if she is a little bossy. That is okay. My mommy is a girl. I know they are bossy.
Uncle Jed kept smooching me on the face. I went, "Ewww! Boys do not smooch boys!" But he kept doing it. I guess he likes me. I like him, even if I do not really care for his boy smooches. I really like Zazu. She is a nice girl, even if she is a little bossy. That is okay. My mommy is a girl. I know they are bossy.


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