November 30, 2017:  Mommy made it very clear that we don’t have room in the backyard for a hippopotamus. I heard a cool song about a girl that put one on her Christmas list. Ever since I’ve been trying to convince grammie and papa we need to buy a hippopotamus. Finley thought maybe if we wore them out by riding them around the house they would see the value in the hippopotamus too. Papa’s belly should hurt tomorrow just enough for him to consider it very seriously.