Wheeeee! This carousel thing is fuh-un! Except when it's not.
Daddy had to take me off the horse.

I. Don't. Like. This. --- I also don't like not being able to put GG's bird's food in my mouth.

Here, Clyde, are you thirsty?

I need a break from all the food.

These shoes were my Daddy's! Aren't they cool?