December 3, 2017: I’m getting pretty big. I’m as tall as eight tissue boxes now. Finley is bigger too, but she’s not eight boxes big. Mommy says we used to be the size of the remote control. I prefer being big. Except when it comes to sharing a cart car with Finley. It’s kinda tight and our ride would be more comfortable if one of us was still the size of the remote. Not it!