Papa Bear has been taking pictures of snow and berries and sidewalks.
He should cut out the arty stuff. He should take more pictures of me and Serena.
Some days, all the snow melts away.
But the sidewalks stay messy. Lots of sand and other junk.
Hello James! Glad you came for dinner.
Boy oh boy! Papa got a new camera and misread the dials. He got bad pictures and could not figure out the reason for a long time.
He also makes excuses about cold temperatures wearing out the batteries. Right! Any excuse will do.
The truth is, he doesn’t like to get his hands cold. He also complains about my picking up cigarette butts from the sidewalks. So what’s wrong with that?