I Love Pizza

On Friday, Dad and I got to have a "Two Dudes" night (We borrowed that term from Uncle Rob and Cousin Trevor). Mom was off at some Egyptian drawing class. Two Dudes night is celebrated with pizza.

I have fallen in love with pizza. No need to cut it into small pieces, I can handle it whole.

I liked it so much that on Saturday I pointed and grunted at the refrigerator until it was opened for me and then I pointed and grunted at the box that contained the savory leftovers. No need to reheat!

No crust though - I like to drop those on the floor for the dogs. I hope we have another Two Dudes night again soon.

PS - I have learned to open doors. Haaahhhha (evil laugh) - all new trouble to come!

Alden's new favorite food.